If Clark wasn’t about to die, Dom would laugh at him. He clearly hadn’t added everything together and come up with Joe as the murderer—the look of horror in his eyes proved that. He probably wouldn’t have pushed the way he had, either.
“Wrap those faster,” said Joe. Kiko nodded once.
“I’m being as careful as I can with them. I didn’t know they were so valuable.”
Dom frowned. He wanted to draw Joe’s attention off Kiko.
“Why couldn’t you just buy them from her?” he asked. “If Sarah was getting rid of them anyway…”
Joe sneered.
“Because I didn’t know it was the eggs when I visited her. And she was trying to pretend she didn’t know what I was talking about. But Butch told me, before he died. Said he left me a little nest egg, back with Sarah. I figured it had to do with the robberies way
