Page 161 of Enthrall Ecstasy
Right, because this idiot deserved another check from us after cashing the last one we’d written to try and get rid of him.
Only, he had no intention of going away.
The stakes were too high.
I’d been watching him use his damaged wrist with ease since I’d arrived. Before I could ask about it, he spoke up.
“How did you find me?”
“Library card.” It was sort of true—his memberships had come up in a search. More specifically, I’d found Darryn via his phone, thanks to the towers pinging his location.
“What’s this about?” he asked.
“Who sent you to spy on us?”
“I’m just a freelancer for hire.”
“No matter how many photos you take or how many jobs you work, you will never catch up financially. Your wife took the house. Your children don’t know you. Your life is going down the drain.”
“What’s your point?”
“Gambling debt gone.” I leaned back. “How does that scenario sound?”
“Like a lie.”
“Because you’re not used to dealing with decent people.” I removed the contract from my inner pocket and slid it over the table to him. “You have five minutes.”
He leaned forward and glanced at it. “No comment.”
“They are paying you just enough to keep the lights on. Not nearly enough to turn things around. Now that’s what’s called—”
“Keeping me on the hook.”
“I’m your way out, Mr. Amara.” I reached into my jacket pocket and pulled out a pen.
“If you know this much then you know about the rest. You don’t need anything from me.”
“Tell me their name.” I set the pen by the contract.
“It’s nothing personal,” he said.
“Sign the contract. I’ll order you more coffee.”
“Don’t want any.”
“You have three mugs of dark brew at breakfast. That one was your first.”
“That’s not sinister at all.”
Because when it came to me and my team, we were the best.
“As you can see, finding you was easy—despite the false Santa Monica address.”
He picked up the pen and scanned the contract. “I should have a lawyer look at this.”
“A lawyer would advise you against blackmailing us—a crime punishable by prison time. We could sue you to the full extent of the law.”
“Shit.”
