“More than you think or want to know.” When he made to argue, she railroaded him. “As DA, I was in a perfect position to utilize the mass of information and intel in my possession. Not so much as the Consigliere of theCosa Nostraand theCamorra. Worse still, I possessmoreintel than before. Especially with my homeless network.
“A couple or so years ago, Lucinda Black approached me?—”
“Dead To Me approachedyou? What the fuck for?” Luc demanded.
“She wanted to form a… friendship.” Rory tapped her nails on the leather seat. “I think it started in the vain hopes of reconnecting with Chad.”
“Chad?” Luc questioned with a frown.
“What do you know of his past?”
“That he served…” His voice broke off. “They served together?”
“They did. Taube, it would seem, is very much in love with him. At least, that’s me reading between the lines. When he started working for me, I became of interest to her. Specifically, the homeless network I’ve cultivated?—”
“Tell me you didn’t, Rory.” I groaned, recognizing her smug expression from the many times she’d whooped me at backgammon when we were kids.
“What aren’t you saying,soru?”
“She’s,they’ve,been feedingI Told You Sointel.”
Which meant Taube knewI Told You So’s identity!
“That’s how she got access to those goddamn pictures at Brackton’s apartment!”
A smile danced on Rory’s lips. “I only share the juiciest of gossip, I can assure you.”
Luc tugged on his hair like he wanted to rip it out. I couldn’t blame him. Fuck only knew how Hunter coped with her on the daily.
“Why?” I grouched.
“Someone has to leak the truth. Why not us? The blog is very useful for that. She gets over fifteen million hits a month and that’s growing. It’s a tool for disseminating the truth under the guise of gossip.”
Me: You heard of a blogger called I Told You So?
Star: 'Course. She’s mostly an annoyance, but whatever source of intel she has is impressive.
Star: Why?
Me: Any idea how Taube might be involved? Could I Told You So BE Taube?
“Is Dead To—fuck. Taube. Is TaubeI Told You So?” Luc questioned, both of us obviously on the same track.
“No. But she knows her. Well.”
Star: Doubtful. Taube’s interest in pop culture is as big as my interest in cockroaches.
Star: Why do you ask?
How did I answer that?
Me: We think she’s connected to I Told You So
Star: Leave it with me. I’ll worm it out of her.
Me: And share the intel?
Star: So suspicious. Of course I will
