Chapter 4

It's secrets sharing time at last. In truth I should be the one in the know, at least in relation to the Question, but if that's the case then everything is related to the Question.

Fawn hesitates to connect the dots but I know, it's far too glaring not to notice the trail of breadcrumbs that links every organized criminal faction to the upstanding company, Sydney's.

The band with all the dirty little things the Question wanted destroyed is still with Austin, I haven't had a chance to take a look at it. My schedule since coming out leaves little space for an extracurricular meet up with the man.

Worse of all, since I'm under constant watch it would be shooting myself in the foot to risk getting caught at one of our bases, there's so much I don't want to fuck up.

Even though I'm approved as the sixth member of the table, it feels like I have the most trouble, far too much trouble to be worth it. I'd rather not cause anymore.