Sinfully Yours, Sir (Doms of Decadence 4)
“It’s underground and its exclusive. Not just anyone can join. That’s the trick. Make it hard to get into and people go crazy. They’re willing to pay big money to join.”
“I don’t know anything about running a bowling alley,” Dylan said.
“Luckily, that’s not what I need your help with. Come into my office.”
“So what’s going on?” Dylan asked once they were sitting in Rogan’s office.
“I brought you here because I didn’t want to talk where others might hear us.”
“Do you think your house is bugged?” Dylan asked. “Don’t your guards regularly scan for bugs?”
“They do. That’s not the issue. I think I have a traitor and I’m not sure who it is.”
Dylan stared at him in shock.
“I need your help finding him.”
“Are you sure? I mean, what makes you think that someone is betraying you?” Who the hell would be that stupid?
“There have been a few things that on their own wouldn’t seem like much, but when you add them up they become a big problem. A few weeks ago, a warehouse I was using to keep shipments in was raided by the cops. There’s no way they should have known about that. Luckily I’d had forewarning and moved things a few hours earlier.”
Dylan didn’t want to know how he’d been warned about that.
“Information has been leaked when it shouldn’t have been. Like how did Iker’s men manage to follow us the other day when we were going to Tilly’s apartment?”
“They could have been watching the house.”
“They weren’t. I had people watching the house. They would have seen them.”
“They could have been waiting down the street for us.”
“Maybe. But how did Iker know that the ring Javier used to replace the stones with diamonds was Tilly’s grandmother’s ring?”
Dylan sat back, floored. He thought through all the angles, trying to come up with any other explanation.
“I have no idea. Could Javier have told him?”
“Possibly, but why would Iker have kept that information to himself? If he’d told us, we could have just handed the ring over.”
“Shit,” Dylan said.
“Yeah. I’ve only discussed this with Aedan. I have a meeting with the Aleksandr Anisimov, the boss of the Russian mob, as well as some of the others, including Iker, on Thursday night. I can only take one person in with me. I can’t take in someone I don’t fully trust and right now I don’t trust anyone but you or Aedan, and we both know that Aedan wouldn’t be a good second.”
No, besides the fact that everyone knew who Aedan was, he looked like a model rather than muscle.
“Won’t the others think it’s odd you’re taking me?” he asked. “Who do you usually take with you?”
“Brandt. I’ll make up some excuse.”
“All right. But what about the traitor? How are you going to flush them out?”
“I have a plan. I’m going to lay a trap.”
Dylan wouldn’t like to be in that man’s shoes once Rogan got hold of him.
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