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Suddenly, the awful truth hit hiut

“Fucking hell He’s a huant asshole, but this—God, he hoped the bastard fried

Her eyes widened and she stood up abruptly, backing away froet as ly reality

“He won’t be for long Not after we get this stuff to the cops Gather everything you can We’ll turn it all in as soon as we’re out of here”

He hurried to the filing cabinets,quick work of the drawer locks The first draas stuffed with photos of people having sex or getting blown Judging by the angles and the grainy i a cheap surveillance camera Another drawer held a USB drive, which he slipped into his pocket, and old fashioned, handwritten accounting ledgers Flipping through the pages, he found names, dates, and monetary a of choice, h five books before he hit pay dirt Keith’s undercover na the buyers

Yes!

“Got hirowled, and allowed his to get here, but if it brought Keith’s murderer to justice, those less-than-honorable actions would be totally worth it

“Tony, take a look at this”

Holding tightly onto the ledger, he hustled to the desk Under a sheaf of papers was a laptop, the cover of which had a distinct scratch

“Is it yours?” He knew the answer before he asked the question, but a sixth sense reverberated in the back of his skull So was off

“Uh-huh” Her shoulders shook and she inhaled a wheezy breath

Instantly alert, he reached for her purse where she’d dropped it in the chair “Do you need your inhaler?”

She shook her head “I’ an asthhtly her knuckles whitened “I’ht now I could tear Anders apart with my bare hands”

His chest tightened and guilt rose to clog his throat The preview of her reaction to his i confession made his palms sweaty “I’m sorry”

“For what?”