Chapter Twelve
Hakuna f*****g Matata
“What was that about?” Harry, who saw everything through the glass storefront, asks once he’s sure they’re out of earshot of Rosie and Gil. “First Lia’s dad, then Rosie and Gil? What were they saying to you? It looked intense.”
“My uncle sent them to spy on me,” Ham says under his breath, putting his face close to Harry’s so he can’t be overheard.
“What?! He would do that?”
“Of course! Harry, he’s a murderer! He’d do anything! I think maybe he’s starting to figure out that I’m on to him.”
Harry’s eyes widen in disbelief. “Should I be worried about this?”
“No! It was easy for me to chase them away. They won’t get any information out of me.”
“What are you going to do next?”
“I’ve got a plan. You just wait and see.”
This worries Harry even more.
