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"All right, so at his mother's house, there's a lot more information. Remember our little sex cult? Mama dearest was a part of it. That's how she met his father. This practice has been going on for a long time. Very Eyes Wide Shut. Don't we have some friends in another secret society we can ask about this shit?"
"I've got Ben Covington. He's the leader of the Elite, but they don't do weird sex shit. This is some other kind of stuff."
"Give him a call and see if he knows anything and if he's got connections to these blokes."
Saff stood up. "We also learned Gennifer Goode's father, Pierce Goode, is connected to both Seth Disick from the sex cult and Kevin Tate."
"How?"
"Well, for starters, he was part of the cult. It would seem that Kevin Tate was very free with his wife."
I whistled low. "How does Gennifer tie to all of this? Is there a possibility that what she has going is on the up and up? I can't risk any of us. If I take a shot at her, I cannot miss."
"Well, the whisper about this whole sex cult thing is that there's a ledger. A list of user accounts. Our head bloke, we thought it was Disick, right?"
“Let me guess. Disick is just the Patsy.”
"Exactly. Disick is the face. The real head is this guy.” She pulled up a photo on our tablets. “He is a South African banker, and he’s got a record of everyone's dirty deeds. Power. Control. Money. He's got a handy-dandy little book of what everyone has done. He and Pierce Goode had a falling out. Goode was able to get their family records away, as well as those of some other people. All the while Goode was making a name for himself. And he's got access to the accounts. All the members.”
I pinched the bridge of my nose. “What's with all these clandestine idiots keeping ledgers?”
“Funny you should ask that,” said Lachlan. He punched several keys on his tablet, pulling up an image of the ledger we'd taken from Antonio Igno.
“That's Igno’s ledger. What does this have to do with anything?”
Lachlan lifted a brow. “It almost looks like it's the same ledger, doesn't it?”
I squinted down at the image. “Fuck. It is the same ledger.”
Saffron nodded. “It is. We need cooperation, but my guess is that Goode, Disick, and Tate are all part of the Syndicate. Their names are in these ledgers.”
I stroked my chin. “I think you're right. My source says there's a third ledger out there and while you can glean some information from having one or two, you don't get the whole picture without the third. So the question is, where is the third ledger?”
Saff shook her head. “A third bloody ledger? Well it would certainly explain why Rook and Devlin are having a hard time compiling and piecing together all the information. Our problem is that before he died, Pierce gave his records to his daughter. She was right there with him. The whole time, she's been part of this cult thing too."
My brows lifted. "Say what?"
Saff winced. "Here's the photo. It's some kind of an initiation rite. Robes look familiar, right? She's kneeling, and look at where this was taken."
"Oh, fuck me, that looks just like the initiation at the Wheelman House gala."
"Exactly. She's in this up to her eyeballs. She set us up to investigate these people, knowing you wouldn't be able to find much. And knowing that it would alert them to any poking and probing. And then she set us up to go after Jennings Tate, whose father is also in this little sex cabal. There is information here detailing everything she did with these men and how long she's known them. She was eighteen when she was initiated, and since then she’s lived a top class life. Everything you could want. The kind of rise to the top that most people only dream about. And then her father was disgraced and eventually killed himself. Do you want to know what? Her future did not change. Despite what he'd done, she was untouched by it all. She's been up to her neck in it from the beginning."
I scanned all the documents. "But what does Tabatha have to do with this?"
Saff shook her head. "I don't know yet. But right now, we've got evidence of Gennifer meeting with the Syndicate. We need a closed meeting with the Home Secretary to see if we can make a deal with Jennings."
"I don't want to make a deal with him. I want to bury him." I said through clenched teeth.
Saff shrugged. "Well, sometimes we don't get what we want. If he can help us put Gennifer away, he's the lesser of the two evils."
I shook my head. "You don't know everything."
Saff frowned up at me and crossed her arms. "What don't I know?"
I just shook my head. I wasn't going to say a word. If Tabs wanted to tell her, she would.
My sister shrugged. "He's a piece of shit, but he can get us what we want. With his testimony and what we have in the documents, we get rid of Gennifer Goode. So we're going to have to go and talk to him again. Maybe he’ll see things our way. He doesn't exactly smell like roses either. He'll want to play ball."
