I tried to focus on the board, on Norwood moving one of his pieces.
Clark Dixon.
Our low-hanging fruit. Our irrelevant little wife-beater and rapist. It turned out he had friends in very high places. If our theory that The Corporation was behind Unique Events was correct, that would mean we’d managed to kill a man linked to the very organization we’d been trying to avoid.
How the hell had this happened?
Jenny had told us that a woman at her gym had told her aboutClark. There was no way she’d just happened to come across a finance man with links to The Corporation by chance.
We’d killed Clark because Jenny told us to. She’d presented him as a perfect lowbrow victim. A nobody who would have useful financial tips for me. He’d ticked all the boxes—the most important one being that he did not have any gang connections.
Had she been setting us up all this time?
Chapter Fifty-Four
Haze
I tried to understand whatFox was saying. I was sitting up in bed, my eye mask on my head, after being rudely awakened by my husband telling me what he’d learned from Norwood.
Clark Dixon, the random bad man, was not so random.
The Chameleon’s increased interest in us was beginning to make sense. Killing Clark could’ve been seen as a declaration of war. We’d thought we had been backing away, downing tools, showing The Corporation we weren’t a threat. But to them, it had looked as though we were coming for them.
Fox had killed Danny next.
Another member of their organization.
One by one.
They must’ve thought we’d been escalating.
That Airbnb dining table covered with reminders of our previous kills. They had done their research on us. They knew who we were and what we had done.
This couldn’t just be a series of unfortunate coincidences. Someone, somewhere, was pulling the strings.
Fox was trying to get me to come to the same conclusion he had.
Jenny.
But I couldn’t get there. Fox had gone behind my back andfollowed her last week. She’d pretended to be at the office, when she was actually at the bank.
Another lie. Just like when she’d claimed to be at her parents’ house, when he’d seen her walking down Park Lane.
I just couldn’t believe she would betray us. She was family.
But she’d chosen Clark Dixon.
She’d got us to kill a man linked to The Corporation.
She had given flimsy excuses more than once for not being around to help.
She was the one who had told me that even tiny red flags were a problem when dealing with an unknown enemy and professional criminals.
She’d said we couldn’t trust anyone.
Even though Fox was still not his usual self, I had to trust that he was right when he said he had seen her in places she wasn’t supposed to be.
Maybe she was being blackmailed? Had some sinister force threatened to hurt Felix unless she turned on us?
