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Not.
Quite.
Yet.
“Well, let’s just say that it had me thinking. I did even more research, and Harrison Dunne didn’t get any of his family’s money, that I can find. His grandfather died, and he wasn’t in the will. There’s a big article about how half the family sued to get it contested.”
Greyson was curious.
“Then where did he get rich?” he asked. “Because I don’t think professors who aren’t tenured are raking in the dough,” he stated.
They weren’t.
So, Greyson’s inquiry was valid.
It was a good question, and one he couldn't answer. No one seemed to know. For all they knew, he had a sugar daddy, or robbed a bank.
“We should ask him that. According to the internet, he’s not making millions working for two universities, so why does he have a big house and fancy car?” he asked.
Oh, well, they all knew.
That might be a sign of dirty deeds on his behalf. When you were rich, you’d do anything to stay rich.
There were no ethical millionaires.
Not ones that they’d investigated.
Drugs sounded right up his alley, or he was working with someone who was doing all of the heavy lifting.
“I found more. Who buys male sex trafficked victims?” Ethan asked, waiting for them to answer.
Gene knew.
“A gay buyer. You seldom see women buying male trafficking victims. Is the professor batting for the same team?” he asked.
Ethan nodded.
“When I searched his name, it took me to a dating website where he started looking for love,” he admitted. “He made the profile seven years ago when it just started becoming popular to look for love online.”
Greyson laughed.
“And dangerous. We get a lot of homicides where the killer uses dating sites.”
Yeah, them too.
Corbin was curious.
“Were the men on the same dating site?” he asked, munching on a french fry since he couldn’t bite into the burger on his own.
Ethan shook his head.
“No, this was for rich men looking for discreet lovers. College kids tend to be broke, and that led me down a whole other path.”
Gene lifted a brow.
“So, we have a good link on how the victims were picked, and you found more?”
Ethan nodded.
