Reveal Me, Sir (Doms of Decadence 9)

“Yeah, but where do we start?”

“Easy. We start with Vince.”

She’d told him and Hunter what she’d seen before the cops had arrived. Both men were well aware that this wasn’t a random killing. This was someone who knew what they were doing. This job had gone from bad to worse to a fucking disaster.

14

“Where are we going? This isn’t the way to my place.” She felt drained. So exhausted she could barely keep her eyes open. She might have been tempted to slip off into sleep if she didn’t feel so fucking scared.

God, Trevor was dead.

They’d found a blackmail note they figured was meant for Connor already neatly printed out in Trevor’s locker. So at least they knew for sure he was the blackmailer. Unfortunately, Connor hadn’t managed to get the cameras back up and running before he was killed. That left her as the only witness. Connor hadn’t seen the killer at all when he came outside looking for her.

So, they’d caught one criminal. Only now there was a worse one out there. One who had very good aim. And was infinitely scarier than Trevor.

And worst of all, was probably coming for her.

“We’re heading to a safe house Hunter has set up,” Connor replied.

“So you are talking to me?”

He grunted but didn’t say anything more. Right. She guessed he was back to giving her the silent treatment. She knew he was angry because she’d broken his rules. But she’d never expected someone to shoot Trevor. And for her to be the only witness. Though, she wasn’t much of a witness. She hadn’t been able to give the sheriff much information about this guy.

“I only saw part his face,” she whispered. “I couldn’t give the police a very clear description. Is a safe house really necessary?”

“Yes. You’re a loose end. It’s obvious he was a pro. Did the cops tell you that Trevor’s place was set on fire?”

“Yes.” She dug her fingernails into her palms. “You don’t think that’s a coincidence?”

“Of course, it’s not. This was a professional hit. Trevor was probably shot because he blackmailed the wrong person. They did something to the cameras to prevent them from working, lured him outside to kill him, and set fire to his place to eliminate whatever it was he had on them. Surprised they didn’t get to his locker. Not that it held much, just a blackmail note he had ready for me.”

I know you’re married.

She shivered.

“He’ll come for you.”

“Maybe he didn’t see me.”

“Doesn’t matter much, he’ll have heard me call out to you. Not many Ria’s around.”

“Well, shit, wish my parents had named me Sarah or Jane.”

He slammed his hand down on the steering wheel. “This is serious!”

She jumped then turned to him. “You think I don’t know that?”

“Then why the fuck are you joking around? Why did you leave the club without me, Ria? You knew the rules.”

“I-I guess I wasn’t really thinking.”

“If I hadn’t come looking for you . . .” He pulled the car over on the side of the road. “You could have been shot, Ria.”

“I’m well aware of that fact.”

“This bastard is going to come for you.”

“Yeah, I get that too. I also get that I’ve put you in danger as well. I’m sorry, you’re right. I should never have gone out there.”