Frayed Obsession (The Frayed Trilogy 1)

How had I never seen her before?

My stomach twists, and my blood runs cold when there is one from a recent business meeting. A meeting no one, outside the few men there, should know existed.

“Shit.”

The shot was taken from a distance, but you can clearly make out Easton and me, along with a couple of my men. The men we met with are facing away from the camera, but I doubt they would think twice about putting a bullet in my head if they knew these photos existed. This is far from the only off-the-books meetings we’ve conducted this year, and I can’t help but think of how many more might have been compromised.

“What is it?” Easton lowers the passenger window. His face is impassive, but the rigid set of his jaw and the tight strain of his muscles is undeniable.

Opening the door, I lower myself into the car, passing him the camera without a word.

His green eyes blaze as he flicks through the photos.

“How did we miss this?” I ask, my mind racing.

Easton runs a hand through his dark hair, tugging a little on the ends. He’s quiet for a moment.

“I don’t know how we could have missed her. Who knows how far these go back?” He shakes his head and hands the camera back. “You should have said something.”

He curses under his breath, then puts the car in gear before taking off with a squeal of the tyres.