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Something shifted in Andrew’s face, and he sat up a little straighter. “You know what? I think I should wait until my attorney gets here to talk to you anymore.”

Memphis sighed. “I really hoped you wouldn’t be this way, Andrew. We were friends. The very best. And you fucked me over. I think you at least owe me an explanation.”

Andrew shook his head. “I wasn’t trying to fuck you over. I was trying to help you get out of your own way. If you had gotten on board instead of letting your conscience get in the way, neither of us would be facing jail time.”

Memphis narrowed his eyes and scowled. “Seriously? My conscience is what’s keeping me out of prison. Do you understand how many people you hurt? You and I, we’re the one percent. We have a responsibility to not fucking screw people just because we can. There are too many bastards at the top of the food chain, and I refuse to be one of them. I never thought you were.”

“The only way to stay at the top is to be a bastard. You’ve even said that yourself.”

“Yeah, to other people in the industry, when it’s warranted, not to innocent middle-class citizens who rely on the people who manage their money to not fuck them.”

He stood, unable to face the man anymore. “I need to leave. This was a mistake.”

Andrew jumped up. “Wait. Can you check on Kimberly for me? She isn’t answering my calls.”

Memphis shook his head in disgust. “I wouldn’t either if I were her. But I’ll check on her.”

“Come on, Jeremy. Let’s go.”

He opened the conference room door. “You can guarantee I’ll be going through everything you touched. I hope to God there’s nothing else hiding because if there is it’s going straight to the prosecutor.”

Memphis sat in the back of an SUV with Jeremy with his fists clenched.

“Where is Kimberly staying?” he asked as they rode down the strip.

“After the news broke about Andrew, she moved to a new hotel until she could figure out what to do. I think the press were hounding her.”

Memphis unclenched a fist and scratched at his beard. It was due for a trim.

“Make sure she’s safe. Bring her to the house if you need to.” He closed his eyes. “Actually, let me make sure that’s OK with Rylee first.”

Jeremy gave him a knowing smile. “You really think she’s the one?”

Memphis nodded. “Not just think. I know. In fact, I want to put things in place to marry her. Set her up a bank account, move some assets into her name. Just integrate her into my life.”

Jeremy whistled. “You want a prenup?”

Memphis shook his head. “Absolutely not.”

Jeremy gave him a pat on the shoulder. “I won’t push for now, but I won’t give up that easily. I don’t care how perfect she is. My job is to protect you. A prenup does that.”

The attorney was just doing his job, so Memphis didn’t growl. Instead, he pulled out his phone and sent a text to Rylee.

I want you naked and kneeling on the bed when I get home. I’ll give you a ten-minute warning.

The lawyer’s phone rang, and Memphis listened as he talked.

“Thanks, Jamie. We’ll head there now.”

“Kimberly moved to the Elysium. She wants to see us.”

Memphis frowned and looked at his own phone.

“Why didn’t she call me?”

Jeremy shrugged. “Woman just found out her fiancé is probably going to prison for ten years. She’s probably not thinking clearly. Let’s go check on her and then you can get back to your woman. You’re practically vibrating.”

Memphis nodded his agreement, and Jeremy leaned forward to tell the driver where to go. Five minutes later, they were pulling up to the entrance of the exclusive resort. Everything in Vegas was over the top, but Hunter Novak’s resorts took luxury to a whole new level.

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