“Nothing.” I smile. “For now.”
“I understand.”
I hold out my hand for him. “Pleasure doing business with you.”
Reluctantly, he accepts it and we shake on it.
“Steer clear of Dyers, though. I’d hate to see you get burned.”
Recoiling, he scuttles away like the rat he is.
“What did you show him?”
“Something Brennan sent me earlier.” I pass him my phone once I unlock the screen.
Shay’s eyes narrow upon the entranceway to the country club where I was arrested. Alec’s standing there, clear as day.
“He looks like a getaway driver.”
“Watch. Hit play.”
The .mp4 file shows Alec make a call. The cops roll in just as he rolls out. The way it pans with the CCTV footage covering the driveway, it captures Alec dipping his chin in farewell at Bordeau perfectly.
Shay whistles. “I see why he was sweating.”
“And here I thought you’d say it was because you scared him shitless.”
He rolls his eyes. “Now that you’ve backed some asshole into a corner, can we finish our breakfast?”
I slide my arm through his. “Definitely. We worked up an appetite.”
FORTY
GIRLS JUST WANNA RULE THE WORLD
Wynter: Did you get the message too?
Victoria: The one that just came in? AT FOUR AM?!!!!
Wynter: These fuckers clearly don’t care about our beauty sleep
Victoria: TELL ME ABOUT IT
Wynter: So you got it too?
Victoria: Yes
Victoria: Wonder what it means
Wynter: I dunno, but I’m glad we’ll be going together
Victoria: The second task freaked you out, didn’t it?
Wynter: God, yes.
Wynter: Didn’t it freak you out?
Victoria: Mostly, it pissed me off
