I stared Finn down before stepping back.
“Mr. Bentley, we’re looking for Ashley York. Have you seen her recently?”
His eyes widened in surprise. Not the reaction I was expecting.
“Not since this asshole threatened me.”
I smiled; he’d deserved it.
“You haven’t been to her house? Left any gifts for her?”
“Why would I give that bitch—” Finn’s eyes tripled in size when I lunged forward. The only reason he wasn’t sporting a black eye or bloody lip was AJ’s speed.
“Go on,” Jack said, pretending like nothing had happened.
“Why would I give gifts to an ungrateful ex? She refused me even after I promised to get her job back.”
“She didn’t work for you. How could you guarantee that?” I asked, wanting to verify my theory.
“My uncle was her boss.” He paused, his eyes flicking between the three of us. “I have sway.”
I was right. He got her fired and probably played a part in getting her evicted too.
“If I were in your shoes, it would’ve pissed me off when she said no,” Jack said.
Finn hesitated, sensing the trap. “Whatever. I thought I’d made a mistake dumping her, but obviously it was the right move.”
Dude was rewriting history, but it didn’t matter.
“Who told you about Prince?” Jack asked, referring to the texts Finn had sent.
“Who’s Prince?” His question was a lie.
“Her cat,” I barked.
“I, um, I heard it from a…” He trailed off, fidgeting with his pinky ring as he glanced between us.
AJ grew impatient and answered for him. “You spied on her.”
“No, I didn’t. I stopped by to talk to her, but I changed my mind and left. I saw the cat in the window.”
Tired of playing games, I asked, “What’s the significance of the black roses?”
“The what?” His genuine confusion didn’t mean he was innocent; it only meant they weren’t his idea.
Taking a calm step forward, I asked, “Who’d you hire to harass Ashley?”
“What the fuck are you talking about?”
Jack and I shared a look. No one could act this well. He might convince one of us, but he couldn’t convince all of us at the same time.
“Thank you for your time, Mr. Bentley.” Jack held out his hand, but Finn refused to shake it.
“We’ll show ourselves out,” AJ said, holding the door open for me. They wouldn’t leave me alone with him. Smart choice.
At the door, Jack said, loud enough for everyone to hear, “Thank you, Mr. Bentley. Your help could help us save a life.”
I rolled my eyes. Dude was less than helpful, but Jack’s statement fed Finn’s ego and made him look like a hero, not a suspect.
