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Getting shot at was not going on my list of favorite things.
I dropped into my desk chair. I’d updated my boss on the note I’d found on my car, and he was pissed.
Who the hell had shot at me? Clearly someone wanted to stop the investigation. My jaw tightened. It had to mean I was getting close.
Smoothing the sales files on my desk, I dragged in a breath. The link to the money launderers had to be here in the Brennan Auction records.
Focusing, I got to work…but found my mind drifting toward a certain gorgeous billionaire. My hands curled. Or more precisely, the fact that I’d kissed Kavner.
And I’d liked it.
I pressed a hand to my eyes. What was I thinking?
The evidence was moving away from him, sure, and I knew he wasn’t the person who’d shot at me. He could’ve hired someone, but deep down in my bones, I knew he wouldn’t do that.
I want to make him pay for hurting you.
I hate seeing you hurt.
A shiver ran through me, and I leaned back in my chair. It didn’t change the fact that he was a wealthy, powerful man. I had good reasons to never get involved with men like him.
But for some reason, I was having a hard time even comparing Douglas Newport and Kavner Fury.
I forced myself to look at the summary of the sales. A name appeared a few times, and caught my eye. It was a company name. Platinum Holdings. I highlighted any sales involving them and frowned.
I’d need to check the detailed sales records to see exactly what they purchased.
“Amy?”
The agent appeared in my doorway. “You called?”
“There’s a company that’s made several art purchases. Platinum Holdings. Have you got anything on them?”
“No.” She pulled out a tablet and swiped. “Wait, I do. It’s a shell corporation out of the Bahamas. No red flags, but I can dig harder to find out who owns it.”
“Do it. Tell me if you find anything.”
I slid my laptop closer. I pulled up the detailed sales records and tapped in the company’s name.
I frowned. There was nothing on the first sale to Platinum. That record was missing.
I checked the next sale. No information.
All the records pertaining to Platinum Holdings were missing.
Toby appeared in my doorway. “Hey, I’m going to grab some lunch. Um, want to join me?”
“I can’t, sorry. I found something. The records for some of the sales to one particular company are missing.”
Toby’s brows drew together. “Everything should be there. Brennan was happy to hand his records over, and he seemed genuinely concerned that any laundering might be happening on his turf.”
“They’re not here.”
I was onto something. I could feel it. I rose.
“I need to go back to Brennan Auction.” I grabbed my bag. “I’ll take a work car. A…friend dropped me off this morning since my car needs to get fixed.”
Crap. I needed to sort out getting my car repaired. I sighed. God only new how much that was going to cost.
