“You sure seem protective of your lover, Max. Is that why you got kicked off your last team? You molested one of your own?”
“Back off,” Max growled.
“If I suck your cock, will you give me some answers?”
“No comment.”
“What happened in Minnesota? Maybe I should try to get an interview with Mr. Ashford’s daughter, Rory? I’m sure she’d be more than happy to give me some answers, or even better, get on her knees. Isn’t that how it’s done in that family?”
“Leave the Ashford family alone.” Max ground out before turning to walk away.
The reporter shouted, “You owe the public answers. I can make Rory give me the answers I need. She’s a nice tight piece of ass and I think she’d love to suck me off.”
Max turned around and shoved him hard. You could hear him say, “Touch her and I’ll kill you.”
The film ended.
I clicked the TV off. My dad rocked back on his heels. He wasn’t happy.
“Where did you get this footage?”
I took a deep breath. “I found someone who knew someone who worked at the station. I paid five thousand dollars for this footage.”
My dad’s eyes widened. “Interesting.”
“I talked to Brian, and he said that we can threaten to counter-sue to get the reporter to back off his charges.”
“Agreed. What else?”
“I think we make an official statement and post this footage up for the public.”
My dad’s eyes narrowed at me. “Why?”
“It shows Max not responding until the reporter threatened you and your family. That shows that Max is a team player and I think it’ll go a long way with the public.”
“It goes a long way with me, but I think it’d upset your mom. So, the answer is no. I want this tape buried.”
I bite back my argument. My dad was protective of my mom and he’d never budge on it. “What about Katrina?”
“You think she tipped the reporter off?”
“Don’t you?”
My dad let out a weary sigh. “Keep your eye on her.”
“I want us to reinstate Logan’s media ban and when I determine it is the right time, I want him to have a sit-down interview with a friendly reporter.”
My dad shook his head, but admiration tinged his voice. “You’re learning fast.”
“Failing pisses me off.”
My dad laughed. “Give our legal team the green light to go after that reporter and his news station. Tell them not to hold back, but I mean it. That tape stays buried.”
“Okay.” I gathered up my papers.
“Rory.”
I turned back. “Yeah?”