Page 25 of Brutal Prince

“He’s one of two guys that smacked over Sweeney and Greene one night back in Fall.”

“Oh yeah, the freshman. Luca’s ex?”

“Whatever. Anyway, Lux told me that he and his math geek friend snuck into the chamber and planted cameras.”

“Fuck. When?”

“Last fall. Before Sweeney went missing. It was only overnight to capture the intrigue of the S and C meetings.” He smacked his lips almost comically. “Let’s just say, they were highly disappointed when they watched the footage back.”

I grunted. I lost my sense of humor about a week ago. Although it’s never been as crude as Harrington and Lux’s who had their special Chicago variety of crud.

“Clean as nun’s clit,” he added just to prove my point.

“What are you thinking?” I asked.

“Do I have to spell it out for you? Get those two pubes to plant some cameras. If they’ve done it once they can do it again.”

“You’re missing a point.”

“Yeah, what’s that?”

“Evidence obtained illegally is likely to be thrown out of court,” I informed him.

He snorted. “Who the fuck said anything about the law and court? ‘Cos I sure as fuck didn’t. I want a punishment that any justice system could not provide.”

“Which is what? Murder?”

He tipped his head back and laughed catching the attention of Lux and Ridge. “Nah, man. Letting the footage go viral on Tiktok, Youtube, Instagram, whatever. That way they can’t hide the truth and it will out there forever. The damn police wouldn’t be able to ignore it then.”

I let his idea fester a little in my mind. “Maybe it would work. The only problem is I don’t know when the orgies are? They’re only organized when someone with a ton of money requests it. Vanderbilt has all that information stored on his computer and organizes students to fit the bill.”

“So it’s when someone wants to live out their fantasy and is prepared to pay for it?”

“I think so.” The image of the masked man standing in the corner of room 23 rang in my mind. I was a little creeped out about doing it, but also a little turned on. Only a little. What do you call that? De-ranged. “There’s an exchange that takes place. The student gets something in return.”

For my little jaunt in room 23 I got nothing, because the ‘watcher’ was disappointed with my performance. I’m pretty sure my balls shrunk a fraction when Vanderbilt told me that. He basically said that I was shit as sex.

Harrington leaned back on the bench, so his shoulders hit the side of the building. “Yeah, I’m pretty familiar with Vanderbilt’s attachment to his laptop. Someone needs to nick it, so we can take a look inside.”

I scoffed. “That thing never leaves his side. How the hell are you going to get that off him?”

He folded his big arms across his chest to ponder on that thought. “I know someone who might be up for a little snooping?”

“Who?”

He leaned forward as Lux came over to sit next to him. “Becca Gobal.”

“Who?”

“Vanderbilt’s ex.”

“Rhys is good friends with her,” Lux contributed. “Why what ya talking about?”

“You reckon Gobal would be up to a little breaking and entering?”

“Of what?”

“Vanderbilt’s laptop.”

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