Page 27 of Reflections of Sin

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This had been a wakeup call to Gene that something wasNOTright in their relationship. It had to be broken for him to be abandoned by his partner, his boyfriend, and the man he loved.

There was no doubt that they were going to have to work through that.

But first…

He had a director to manage.

Oh, and Gabriel Rothschild was about to get it both barrels.

Bet.

On.

It.

Then, if he didn’t get arrested for beating on his boss, he was going to head to the local paper and sing like a mother fucking canary regarding the dirty deeds that the directors of the FBI were eyeball deep in.

First, Director Moore’s connection to Javier Hughes, and then, Gabe’s shitmess.

Someone had hidden Sasha Harper, AKA Daphne Carmichael in the FBI when she was a traitorous piece of shit who cost quite a few cops their lives.

The media was about to have a field day with both men’s political careers, and their worlds were coming down if it was the last thing Gene did.

If Gabe believed that wasn’t coming out…

Oh, it was.

Gene would burn his career as an FBI agent to make sure that both men got what they deserved. He didn’t love being an agent that much that he wouldn’t use that leverage to blow the FBI up.

He only hoped that Greyson was getting ready to take down Sasha because he was absolutely burning that bridge to the ground today.

Yeah, Sasha being a snitch to Gabe hadn’t been forgotten either.

The woman was going to get her ass handed to her after Gabe if Gene had anything to say about it. She was the reason Gabe was all over them.

A decent person would have sided with their friends and lied to the boss—not spoon-feed them information of a personal nature.

That.

Was.

Dirty.

Yeah, so while Greyson was bitchy from sleeping with the enemy, Gene was pissed that his relationship was the collateral damage caused by a snitch.

Oh, and in his book…

Snitches got stitches.

Bet.

On.

That.

Every dog had its day, and even if it took thirty years, planning, and dwelling on it for the rest of his life, Sasha, AKA Daphne would get her just desserts.

From him.