“How the hell did you do that?” Steven snapped.
“That’s not really important.” I reached back and grabbed a stack of paper. “But I think the D.A. would be interested in learning about them, wouldn’t they?”
“Fuck you.”
“Sorry, wrong team,” I retorted as I thumbed through my research. “You’ve managed to hide four-point-seven million dollars and I’d like to know where it is.”
“Since I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about, I can’t help you.”
“I will find the money, Mr. Mills.” I slapped the file on the table. “You can count on it. What you can also count on is that this will go easier for you if you just tell me where it is.”
Steven shook his head. “What if I could give you something more valuable?”
“Like?”
“Like a notorious motorcycle club President’s daughter or perhaps a certain chief of police’s daughter, among others?”
I forced myself not to react. Blush couldn’t be traced back to the Dogs, I’d made sure of it, but it was still owned by a shell company that owned other businesses in the area. Different than Big Ernie’s whichcouldbe traced back to the Dogs. “Motorcycle club?”
Steven smiled smugly. “Yeah. Some guy with a bird’s name... Crow, I think. I’d need to check my records.”
I picked up and studied the file in front of me again to keep myself from beating the shit out of Steven. “And why would this be important to me?”
“I get the impression you want money. I can give it to you.”
“And the cop’s daughter?”
Steven chuckled. “She’s this little uptight bitch whose great-grandfather practically built Vancouver and they’re loaded.”
I took a deep breath. “I’m still not seeing how these women are more valuable than four-point-seven million.”
“They have K&R insurance on their kids. The bird guy’s kid’s worth four mil, but the chief of police has three kids, and each are over ten mil each. You won’t get close to two of them, but Dani lives alone and doesn’t own a gun. She’s a lousy lay, but shit, she’s gullible as hell.”
I fisted my hand at my side. “And how do you know this?”
“I found it while borrowing Danielle’s information. I don’t even think she knows about it, but I found it, so you can bet someone else will be able to as well. Find some asshole to snatch these people, keep them somewhere isolated and collect the money. Easy.”
I studied him. I’d done a thorough vet of Steven Mills. I’d even found the money he’d stolen, although, it was going to take more to get access to it if Steven didn’t offer up the codes. But I wasn’t finished with Danielle’s background check...I always did checks on the women I slept with...or planned to sleep with...so the kidnap and ransom insurance hadn’t pinged yet.
Steven was right. If an asshole like him could find this information, someone else could as well.
This put Dani in an even more vulnerable position than I had originally thought. Shit. I was going to have to get her brother involved.
“Grizz, take care of Mr. Mills for me.”
“What the hell does that mean?” Steven bellowed.
I headed back toward the door, but glanced back. “Don’t kill him, Grizz. Got me?”
“Yeah. I got you,” Grizz said. “Fuckin’ pissed about it though.”
I chuckled. “Maybe next time.”
I walked out of the room to the sound of Steven’s squeals of fear. I knew Grizz would rough him up enough to scare him, but not go much further than that. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and dialed Mack.
“Yo.”
“Can you talk?” I asked.
