Aubree sent the message and set her phone down, her heart still racing as she watched Brielle. Brielle was busy talking to a pair that Max had assigned to her—a man and a woman who looked like siblings. The sister was Addison and the brother was Aiden.
Both looked pretty skilled; Brielle even checked their fingers and saw the thick calluses at the tips—a sure sign they practiced a lot with guns and knives. She had never seen them around the Dorsey family before. They gave off the same vibe as that uniformed guy she had met in prison, probably another group Max was working with. She never asked Max about these things.
"Ms. Brielle, you can just call us Addy and Nine," Addison said, calm and cool, a small scar on her forehead. Aiden, who had been grinning cheekily, straightened up under Addison's stern look. Brielle had originally planned to keep them at a distance, but after what happened with Tessa, she was okay with having them closer. Who knew how many Tessas were lurking around Beaconsfield?
As Brielle was about to leave, Aubree walked her to the end of the driveway. Looking up, Brielle spotted Ricardo sitting on a low wall in the alley, twirling a switchblade and sizing up Addison and Aiden. Their eyes met briefly before each looked away.
Ricardo hopped off the wall and grinned at Brielle. "Heading out, Mr. Haywood?"
Brielle nodded. "I'm hosting a dinner for everyone in a couple of days."
"Sounds good."
Ricardo watched Brielle leave while Aubree, seeing him still playing with the switchblade, chided him, "Have you forgotten about the time you sliced your finger open?"
Ricardo's hand froze, and he quietly pocketed the blade. Meanwhile, in the car with Aiden driving, Brielle asked, "Nine, Addy, do you know Ricardo?"
Addison, sitting next to her, shook her head. "Never met him, but it's rare to see someone handle a blade with such flair."
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