“You can see why I was keen for you to move things along with Nancy.”
“What video?”
He laughs. “One that will send him over the edge.”
“And when he’s pulled out of seg, then what?”
“It’s not your concern?”
I pinch the bridge of my nose, trying to stay calm. “Is Leoni safe?”
“Why do you need to know?”
“So I know which game I’m playing,” I snap impatiently. “Your twists and turns have me confused.”
“All you need to worry about is marrying Nancy.”
“And Leoni?” I repeat.
“I have everything I need from her.” And he disconnects.
I stare at the handset for a moment before letting out a string of curses. Anthony eyes me in the mirror. “Why isn’t he telling me what’s going on?” I yell.
“Because he wants to handle this in his own way.”
“He has a video. I need to know what’s on it.”
He gives a nod, “I’ll check his computer, emails, and any files he has saved on his drive.”
I groan. “I’ve got a feeling this won’t be as straight forward as I thought.”
“When it comes to your father, it never is. Isn’t that why you’ve decided to remove him.”
He pulls into the basement, and as I head to the elevator, I send a text to Leoni.
Me: I’m coming over.
Her reply is instant.
Leoni: I might be busy.
I already know she’s in her apartment and alone, because Anthony’s guy updated him on the way home. So, I smile to myself as I press the button for her floor.
The minute she opens the door, I slide a hand around the back of her head and kiss her. Her hands press gently to my chest, before curling her fingers into my shirt and twisting the material.
I guide her back inside, kicking the door closed behind me as I begin to strip out of my suit.
“I need food,” she murmurs, pushing me away.
I untangle us from her sheets, breathless as I fall onto my back and pull her against my chest. “You said that an hour ago.”
She laughs, “And you distracted me. Again.”
She gets to her feet, and I admire the red handprints on her backside as she heads for the bathroom. “I’m going to shower. Order some food.”
The shower turns on, and she closes the door. I roll to my side and reach for my phone, noticing that hers is flashing.
I glance back at the bathroom door, it’s still closed, so I pick it up.
