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“Sure, you tell yourself it’s about the Stefanovs.”
“It’s about being lied to.”
I hoped she wasn’t tied to the Stefanovs. I’d have to employ an entirely different type of torture on her. The thought had me adjusting my half-hard cock.
Loch burst out laughing. “So that’s the route you’re taking? I hope the strip club doesn’t have a policy against the boss getting his dick wet.”
“Feck off. This is the type of irregularity we were looking for.”
“Yeah, because lots of trafficked women are using their fake ID to do a dental degree.”
I ignored him and turned off the motorway.
The need to know everything about Amy – not her real name – Shelton, burned inside me. It was dodgy as fuck, and her ID looked legitimate, but the in-depth background check Thomas ran did not, and when you knew forgers, you knew their styles.The guy who forged her ID was paranoid and shifty. He did reasonable work, but not as good as the guy I used.
We pulled up and parked on the nondescript suburban street. I’d left Craig and Ian watching the dental school where the hummingbird was in the clinic. Yesterday was a lot of fun, bribing my way into an appointment with her and making her sleazy supervisor piss his pants. He was lucky the place was packed, and I didn’t kill him for the way he spoke to me.
Loch gave me a look before unfolding his massive frame from the car. He was grumpy because he was getting married in a few days, and this trip prevented him from banging his wife.
I rapped on the door, and a young guy with dark bags under his eyes and messy hair answered.
“H-hello? Do you have an appointment?”
“Tell Briggs Sean O’Sullivan is here to see him.”
“Okay, wait here.” The guy closed the door in our faces.
I shared a look with Loch.
“Wait for it,” Loch said, amusement playing at his lips.
There was a crashing and shouting before the door was pulled open by a panting, red-faced Briggs.
“Mr O’Sullivan. I’m so sorry my associate left you outside. He will be dealt with.”
I nodded. “Taking on an apprentice?” I asked as I crossed the threshold.
Jesus wept. The place was a hoarder’s paradise.I wasn’t sitting down in here.
“Come through. The front room is for cover.”
“And for breeding rats,” Loch muttered, his jaw straining.
I watched him pull some vinyl gloves on.
“You want to stay out here? I asked him, gesturing at the piles of mess just to fuck with him.
He looked unimpressed and didn’t answer. I smirked, feeling better already. Pulling Loch’s leg made up half my fun.
“Would you like a drink?” Briggs asked.
“No.”
We moved through the back room, full of screens and machines. You could see the floor, but it was hardly tidy, and Loch’s jaw did not loosen.
“How can I help?” Briggs asked.
The skinny guy from the door reappeared, holding a rag to his lip.
