Love’s Cunning Ruse ( Mr.Kieran And Julie )

Chapter 304

Nestled at the foot of the cemetery hill, amidst a grove of pine trees, Julien doffed her hat and walked deeper into the woodland.

The one-armed man, Gentry, was sharing a smoke with a slightly shorter companion, Lacy, perched on a fallen log that blocked the path. Lacy was in the midst of lighting Gentry’s cigarette when Julien appeared. Gentry, quick as a flash, dropped his freshly lit smoke to the ground, grinding it into the dirt with the heel of his boot. With a sideways glance at Lacy, who hurriedly pocketed the lighter, they both knew of Julien’s reputed acts of valor. Upon seeing Julien, Lacy couldn’t help but exclaim, “Hello, dear Canary!”

Gentry gave Lacy a swift kick. “Show some class, you’re embarrassing yourself,” he scoffed.

With a grin, Gentry addressed Julien, “Canary, what brings you to us today? Something up?”

“Mr. Gentry, you remember owing me a favor?” Julien inquired.

“Of course!” Gentry was well aware that Julien referred to an incident on a cruise ship when Julien, instead of causing trouble for them, had tipped them off about the cops, allowing them a smooth getaway and sparing them a heap of trouble.

“Canary, what do you need? I ain’t much for skills, but I can run errands and handle odd jobs like my own business. Whatever you need, just name it,” Gentry said, thumping his chest in assurance.

Julien nodded, “Actually, I do need a small favor from you, Mr. Gentry.”

“Spill it.”

“I want to know who you were chasing in Sycamore Village last time,” Julien said, her black military boots planted on the log where Gentry and Lacy had been sitting, her tone even.

Gentry’s previously bold assurance evaporated instantly.

“Well…” Gentry hesitated, looking uncomfortable. “Canary, you know how it is with our way of life. I’m a paid man, and not to mention I didn’t even get the money, but if I tell you, I lose out twice. No money, no job done, and my rep goes down the drain..”

“I want to know who you were chasing in Sycamore Village. I’m not interested in how well you fare in our circles, Julien cut him off abruptly.

Gentry hadn’t expected Canary to be so assertive, and he was taken aback. “I remember you didn’t insist on knowing last time. Why the sudden hardball today?” “I have my reasons now.”

Gentry shook his head, firm in his stance, “I truly can’t tell you.”

tell, or you don’t know? You don’t know the identity of the man you

genuinely had no clue who he was. They only knew he was skilled, especially the blond, blue-eyed kid at his side. If it weren’t for the fact that their target was already injured, they wouldn’t have caught a glimpse, let alone given him a taste

handed Gentry a photo taken surreptitiously at a recent banquet. “The man you were chasing, was it this

photo was indeed their mission, and right beside

realized he should have skipped

to see what Canary would

photo. Gentry and Lacy stared at the photo in silence. They have suspected the man has a secret identity, yet unaware of his true identity. Julien spared Lacy the effort of

Fitzgerald estate, Simon. You

glared at Lacy, “I told you we shouldn’t have taken this job so lightly, but you were blinded by the

to teach the guy in the photo a lesson. I did my homework before taking the job, found nothing, thought he

with no trace that have the real clout. Think about it, why would they need you if a simple search

not here to watch

and Lacy promptly shut

him that day, but I happen to know. In our world, we value loyalty, but we also play hardball. You know what I’m implying.”

the formidable figure of Julien. He never doubted the woman’s capabilities; after all, Simon was not someone they could afford to mess with. Weighing his options, he finally ceded, “Canary, since you put it that way, I’ll spill everything I know. But if anything happens to me down the line, you gotta have my back and

“Mm.”

out a heavy sigh, “Lacy, tell her everything you know!”

left the hill and made her way back to the car, Julien was

had set off, Julie had taken Julien’s umbrella, but as she returned, her forehead was bare. Droplets clung to her long hair like pearls

umbrella?” Julien tossed a towel

replied, “Left it

Rankin’s grave, right?”

friend after years apart, but the separation of life and death made the reunion painfully

to her mind, the woman who

spoke

woman seemed to had some sort of