He’ll probably hate us all for a little while, when it comes out,” Cecily said comfortingly. “He’ll get over it.” Leta shook her head and wiped her red, swollen eyes again. “He won’t. He’s like you about lies. He won’t forgive us.” Cecily felt sick to her soul at those words. It was probably the truth. “We can’t guess the future,” Cecily said quietly. “We can do something about it, if we try. You have to look at the positive side.” “Is there one?” Leta asked on a sob. “Certainly. We’re going to single-handedly foil a renegade gambling syndicate and save the tribal chief and the tribal funds from embezzlement. We’ll make the evening news shows!” “Again,” Leta mused, remembering how Cecily had made it before. Cecily’s fingers touched the dainty little crab fixed to her collar. “This time will be much more politically correct,” she said. “How does Matt look?” Leta asked, when she’d never meant to ask the question. “Wickedly handsome. Silver-haired and arrogant, stubborn and hot-tempered-just like someone else we know,” she said with a smile.
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