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Even his chauffeur is in on it. That means he’s on the payroll, too.
Funny how “George” the driver believed me to be a soft touch.
If only these people knew who I really am…
Chapter Thirteen
When I get home, I call up a mate of mine who’s a bouncer. Bobby Bird who I worked with at Groucho’s. I don’t know where he works now, but we were good pals, and sometimes we’d meet to train together. He’s a boxer with four sisters. I know I could trust him with my life.
“Hey up, Mirabelly,” he says, calling me by a nickname. “How the hell are ya?”
“I’m great me old cocker, how are you? How’re the kids and that lovely wife o’ yours?” I match his language whenever we speak; sometimes it endears people to trust you and believe you’re on their level.
“All pucker, angel. Pucker. What can I do you for?”
“I’ve had a friend who’s in a bit of bother. I’m wondering if you could go on the dark web and have a look for something for me?”
As well as being a closet feminist, Bobby Bird is notorious for selling stuff on the dark web. Mostly nicked cars that’ve been scrubbed clean.
“What’s ’appening?” he asks, sounding suspicious.
“There’s this con where this fella gets hot women into bed. Films ’em doing it and puts it on the dark web on some kind of site. I need proof he’s doing it so I can help a friend pin him down.” This is my educated guess and I’m going with it.
He coughs and clears his throat a few times. “You didn’t…?”
“Nah, no way, you won’t find me on any of his films. I promise.”
“Christ, thank gawd.”
“But we need to stop him.”
“Okay, what’s he look like?”
I describe Aidan to Bobby and listen to his pencil scratching against paper.
“And it’d probably be some, like, thing called Hot Secretaries or something. Mainly blondes, I reckon. Bloke calls himself Aidan, might be his porn name.”
“Dirty sod,” he curses.
“I don’t know much more, but it might be rape porn. I don’t… can’t be sure… but…”
“Leave it wiv’ me. Okay?”
“Okay, Bobs. Thanks babe.”
“Don’t mention it, girl.”
Bobby calls back a couple of hours later. “Not in bed, are ya, girl?”
“Naw, mate. Fire away.”
I was nearly asleep, but for this, I can be awake.
“Found the bugger. Aidanishis porn name all right. The hook is these women don’t know they’re being filmed. It’s done so that dirty pervs get to watch good-looking women being banged on camera unawares,” he growls. “The way it looks all homemade and that. Like revenge porn but not, I suppose.”
“Ugh, gross. And it’s not just Aidan doing this?”
“Nah. It’s a big operation. Subscription, like. They don’t do more than one video per girl. Prolly have a big rotation of dolly birds. Prolly sweeten ’em up, complete the deed, you get the gist.”
