Page 16 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
“Seriously, do not do that. It’s dangerous.”
Chastity laughed. “Your cock is so big it’s dangerous? Pro tip: If you’re gonna lie, at least make it believable.”
“Seriously guys,” said Tanner. “What’s going on here?” He looked genuinely confused.
I didn’t know if I’d hit him so hard that he couldn’t remember a damn thing or if he was just acting. Hopefully he didn’t have amnesia. I really wanted answers here.
“And why does my head hurt so much?” he asked.
“Because you got your ass handed to you like a little bitch,” Chastity said. “Where’d you learn to fight? Cheerleading camp?”
“Fight?” he asked. And then recognition spread over his face. “The murderer! Did we catch him?”
Finally we were getting somewhere.
“Oh, we caught him alright.”
“Thank God. I was so worried when Dr. Lyons came and told me Ash was in trouble. Is that why she wasn’t texting me back? Because your homicidal boss was holding you guys hostage?”
I stepped into his view.
And he had the audacity to smile at me.Total psycho!
“Drop the act,” I said. “We know it was you who killed Rosalie.”
“What?” asked Tanner. Pure confusion was all over his face. Screw amnesia. He was the best actor in the history of actors.
“I saw the pictures,” I said.
“The ones I got from Kat? I don’t remember giving them to you.” He looked super confused. “Wait, what did you find in them?” He tugged at the duct tape. “Can you please untie me now? My head really hurts.”
“You know what I found. Don’t play dumb.”
“I really don’t. I was waiting to look at the pictures with you. I really don’t understand this roleplay. Nazis and murder aren’t really my kink, Ash.” He tried to give me a charming smile, but serial killers weren’t charming once you’d learned their secret ways.
I sighed. I should have known he wasn’t going to make this easy. Until he wassurethat we were on to him, he was going to keep denying it. So it was time to show him that we had proof. “One moment, please.” I went out into the cubicles and grabbed Chastity’s computer off her desk. “Here’s what we saw,” I said as I turned the laptop towards him.
Tanner raised an eyebrow. “Is this all some sort of elaborate reveal for your new-found photoshop skills? They’re pretty impressive. But I don’t know why I need to be tied up for this. I’d much rather tie you up.”
I felt my cheeks flush.No! Don’t be charmed by the serial killer!That must have been how he did his murders. I remembered seeing the ties on his bedposts during our first Society date. Under no circumstances was he going to get anywhere near me with a silk tie.
“I do love a good reveal,” said Chastity. “But reveals are for fashion shows, not interrogations. Now quit trying to distractus and explain what the hell your perverted ass was doing with Rosalie at the Emerald Oasis a week before she disappeared.”
“I’ve never met Rosalie in my life. That picture is a fake.”
I shook my head. “No. It’s real. We got it directly from Kat’s hard drive.”
“Ooooh I know what’s going on,” said Tanner. “You’re trying to get me back for messing with you about the spit roast. Is that it?”
Why was he being so dense right now? He was acting like this was all part of some elaborate game. Murder was serious business. “This isn’t a prank.”
“Sure.” He winked at me.
“I am sure.”
“Suuuure,” he said and winked again. “But I’m not falling for this. And honestly? It’s kind of messed up to take advantage of the fact that I got knocked out while saving you from a murderer.”
“Saving me from a murderer?” I asked, clenching my fist. Every word out of his lying mouth made me more and more angry. “Oh, that’s rich.”
