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Jane. Her name rings through my head like a gong. Jane found me four years ago, bleeding and beaten and --
My friend Jane is part of this?
She can’t be. She can’t.
Because I’m pretty sure she was my darknet informant. Right before Drew showed up at her apartment, we had a conversation that seemed like she was so close to admitting it. So close, but she was edgy. Those strange looks she gave me when we met for coffee my first day home flip through my mind.
“That’s right, Lindsay. Jane’s in on it. Everyone you know is. You really don’t understand how wide and how deep this goes.”
Stellan gives John a wicked look, then they both turn to me.
“Oh,” John says slowly, “you’re about to find out how deep.”
The world goes dark as I faint.
Drew
Finding Tiffany’s phone number is easy when you have security clearance and every personal database at your disposal. Too bad my clearance has been canceled and I have to use Silas’ logins for everything.
It’s even easier because when I type her name into Google, turns out she has a website. But that number requires a credit card and costs $4.99 per minute, so I call her private cell.
And hope she doesn’t tip off the assholes in my apartment.
“Hey,” says a soft, breathy feminine voice.
“Tiffany?”
“Who’s this?”
“Drew.”
Silence.
“Drew from next door. The personal trainer who lives next to you.”
“Oh, sexy Drew!” Her voice drops to a purr. “Is that gorgeous friend of yours coming over again? Mark?”
I have the phone on speaker. Silas gives me a raised-eyebrow look and mouths, Mark?
I close my eyes and shake my head.
He crosses his arms over his chest and stares intently at the phone.
“No, Tiffany. I’m calling about something even better.”
She lets out a low whistle of appreciation. “Better than a threesome with Mark? Do tell.”
If Silas’s eyes get any wider they’ll be planets.
“You do camera work, you said. Does that mean acting?”
“Sure! Sure it can,” she says, a weird affect in her tone. I am pretty sure “camera work” means porn, but at this point, I don’t care. I just need to be able to manipulate her into helping me.
“Interested in being part of a reality television show?”
Silas gives me a skeptical look. I explained the plan to him earlier, but he’s not sold. He doesn’t think anyone is gullible enough to fall for this.
“SQUEEEEE!” My eardrum shatters as Tiffany squeals. “Oh, my God, Drew! Yes!” She rushes through a series of pants and moans. “I have to call my agent! He’ll be thrilled. My big break! I knew this shit work I’ve been doing would come to an end soon. How much does it pay? When do we start?”
