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“Not going to fucking lie,” Landon said, holding up the manila folder we had stolen from the police chief’s home office and clutching his stomach. “Whatever is in here has to be big if Jace paid us two million dollars for it. I’m kinda afraid to open it.”
I snatched the folder from his hand. “Don’t be a baby.”
“You sure you don’t want to wait until Jace—”
“No.”
Deciding that Jace Harbor was probably getting fucked right now because he was taking too fucking long with Nicole, I flipped the flap open and sifted through the paperwork and evidence that the chief must’ve hidden from the detectives during the investigation into Jace’s mom’s death years ago.
It was no accident.
Who would’ve thought that the corrupt police would be in on it?
“This shit is bad,” I said, reaching for a letter from the police chief himself and swallowing.
After handing the shit back to Kai and Landon, I stared through the windshield with both anger and literal fear rushing through my veins. Everyone in Redwood knew that the police were shit, but seeing everything that they’d done over the years sickened me.
“Fuck,” Kai whispered.
“This is worth way more than two million,” Landon said.
And he was right.
This single folder had the dirt on nearly every rich resident of Redwood, every cop, every official. It was like the chief had been hoarding this for blackmail. That fucking asshole probably was. How else would he have gone from living in the Redwood slums, like the rest of us, to having this kind of house in a gated neighborhood?
Fifteen more minutes passed before Jace Harbor walked out the front door with his head hanging low and guilt written all over his face. He ripped open the driver’s door and collapsed into the car, his hand tight around the steering wheel.
“Damn, what was she doing with you in there the entire time?” Landon asked when he slid into the car with a makeup wipe in one hand and his dignity in the other. “Prettying you up, Harbor?”
Without saying a word, Jace backed out of the driveway and parked by some shrubs. He opened his mirror and wiped off all the fucking makeup Nicole had put on his face. When he got it all off, he threw the sheet into the garbage on the side of the door.
“Did you get my shit or not?” he asked through clenched teeth.
I handed him the folder. “This was what we found. There’s a lot of shit in there that could put a lot of people in this town away. That prick is probably blackmailing the rich to get money from them. That’s how he got enough cash to move into a guarded neighborhood.”
Jace opened the file and blew out a breath through his nose, flipping through it until he reached the name Harlan Harbor. There were a couple of documents on him, like copies of messages to Rick Santosand a copy of a check written to the police chief himself for over a hundred million.
“Is this enough?” Jace asked us.
Would it be enough, for what? To put him away?
“How would we know?” I asked.
“You guys have been to fucking jail.”
“So have you,” Landon said.
I went to grab the folder back from him, but he pulled it away.
“This is worth more than two million dollars,” he said to us. “I take what I need about my father. You promise to do whatever the fuck I need you to do for me. Understand?”
After glancing into the backseat at Kai and Landon, I nodded. “Deal. Anything you need, you got it.” As long as we got what we needed to destroy everyone here, then I was fucking fine with doing whatever he needed from us.
Once he stuffed his father’s shit into the glove compartment, he handed me the documents and drove to Landon’s house. Kai and Landon climbed out of the backseat, Landon hobbling across the street to the curb with his hand pressed harder against his abdomen.
I was surprised he hadn’t taken any more pain pills tonight.
“I told you there would be consequences if you hurt Allie,” Kai said, looking at Jace through the passenger window. “The job you asked for is done. Watch your fucking back, Harbor.”
Jace swallowed hard and nodded. I rolled up the window, wanting to have a second alone with Jace.
“Plan it strategically,” I said to him. “Whatever information you took out of that folder, make sure it won’t get you sent to jail. You’re eighteen now. You won’t be sent to juvie this time, if you can’t convict him.”
Jace rubbed a hand over his face. He had to be strategic about this, but he also couldn’t wait that much longer. The police chief wasn’t stupid. He’d figure out what was going on within a couple days. And Jace’s father would find two million missing from his savings.
Once Jace said that he’d be fine, I climbed out of the car and walked across the street to Landon and Kai, watching Jace Harbor drive off. If he wasn’t careful, this could land all of us in prison. And he was a wreck right now.
