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Mr. Smug faltered a bit but recovered quickly. “Well, the woman I’m looking for has a rather poor reputation in this area. Lilianna’s known to be quite the little con artist. So if you do run across her, I’d stay as far away from her as I could, if I were you.”
“Is that so?” Well, you’re not me, dumbass. “Thanks for the warning.” Fuck you, dickhead.
Dylan didn’t care to hear this man spout vulgar, false innuendo about some woman, especially since he’d just confirmed that they were talking about Lilianna. He expected this joker was either a high-ranking goon sent from Sammy’s local organization, or perhaps even Sammy himself. He was arrogant enough to be either.
“What’s this woman con artist done to you, Sammy?”
An abrupt frown shaped his sullen lips momentarily. “I don’t remember us being on a first-name basis…” Sammy paused looking like he was about to have a seizure trying to come up with a name, when he finally said, “Jack.”
“So you are Sammy Heller. Thanks for the confirmation. I wasn’t exactly sure. And by the way, my name isn’t Jack.” He didn’t offer up his true name. Which didn’t seem to make Mr. Sammy Smug-pants very happy either.
A more pronounced frown appeared. “I know she’s in here. Someone saw her sneak inside earlier.” His expression changed as if he’d thought of some good news. “If I know Lilianna—and I do—she’s probably in the back giving the old man a quickie blow job to reduce her sizable gambling debts.”
Dylan couldn’t stop the smile that emerged. He knew for a fact that if Lilianna was giving anyone a blow job, it was Hunter. And if she had any sizable gambling debts, Herbert likely would have mentioned them earlier instead of going to get a quarter million in small bills from his safe for her.
“Blow-job-giving con artist or not, I still don’t see any women in here. I think you’re mistaken. Or perhaps you’re just touched in the head. Get dropped on your head as a baby a lot, did you?” Dylan knew he was playing with fire, but he’d spent his early life around smug, self-important people who looked down on everyone else. He didn’t like it and acted accordingly. In his vast experience, the self-important especially disliked personal negativity directed at them.
Sammy’s eyes widened at the insult at first. Tension seemingly filled the air as if he waited for the perfect opportunity to strike. Then he relaxed and apparently decided to change tactics. The oily smile returned.
“Well, if she’s not giving a sloppy dick wash, then maybe she’s running some other scam.” He put thumb and forefinger along either side of his chin and looked up at the ceiling as if trying to remember something. “Last I heard, she went out of town and did a sexy take me home and fuck me dance in a strange bar. Then she went on home with some rich guy who lives in a private compound. I’d expect her to have a ring on her finger before long. That’s her favorite scam. Poor little me, save me, Mr. Rich Guy.”
“Oh yeah?” Dylan tried to sound as bored as possible. But hearing him spew lies about Lilianna made Dylan furious. Still there was the tiniest thread of doubt that unwound in the very darkest corner of his mind. He didn’t have the best track record with wives trying to take his money.
“You bet. Either the parents are shocked by her lowlife birth and current waitressing job, and pay her to go away, or she gets the dumfounded mark to buy her gifts so she can pawn them later. It’s a good scam, if you can find stupid rich dudes. Although, one look at her and lots of guys go stupid anyway.”
He snapped his fingers as if he’d suddenly had a great idea. “Better yet, she’s probably planning to spend a few weeks sucking his cock and bending into all sorts of interesting positions to lure Mr. Rich into a quick marriage proposal. A blissful matrimony for five minutes, before she squeezes him for half of his net wealth, then ditches him after a quickie divorce.” He stared at Dylan too long waiting for a response.
Had he found out about Dylan’s past to taunt him? Given his vast connections and ability to send not only fake Feds, and quick turnaround arsonists at a moment’s notice, it wasn’t out of the realm of possibility that he’d found some information on Dylan and his foolish ex. It had been the scandal of the year a decade ago.
