Page 156 of Tenderfoot

Because I knew he was doing the same with me.

Not a doubt in my mind.

Not that first one.

Now, do you think that’s crazy?

Remember…

Groom carrying his bride.

Enough said.

He stretched out his long legs and sipped while he went for his phone.

I put my brush away and sipped then went for mine.

“See you women figured out Clampitt’s bullshit,” Javi remarked.

I looked his way to see he was thumbing the screen on his phone.

“Sorry?”

He turned to me. “Liam texted. Said Luna, Shanti and Tex did another pass through of Clampitt’s apartment. Primary focus, bedroom. Just a note, the cops know you’ve been there too, the split seal was a dead giveaway, and you have Mace to thank for them not tagging you about it.”

I’d thank Mace later.

Now, I asked, “You know what he’s been up to?”

“That he’d fuck chicks and film it and make their life a living hell until they forked over whatever they could afford for him to delete the videos? Yeah.”

Oh my God!

We were right!

And Javi was sharing!

Also, evidence was pointing to the fact Trev was more of a jerk than we guessed, and we already thought he was a big fat jerk.

I turned more fully to him. “Did Kevin tell you that?”

He nodded, then took a sip of coffee.

“Did Trevor delete the footage?” I asked.

“As far as Johanssen knew. Yeah.”

“But he landed a big one,” I went on.

Javi shook his head. “Johanssen didn’t give us that. All he’s saying is that was the play, and he figured someone got ticked at Trev, maybe thought he didn’t delete, when he swore he did.”

“You don’t buy it.”

Javi held my gaze as he took another sip, but he didn’t say anything.

They didn’t buy it.

“Did Kevin do that kind of stuff?” I asked.

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