Page 58 of His Forbidden Alliance

He scowled and waved that threat away. “Show me who it is.”

He came around the desk and stood behind me as I pulled the guy’s bio up on the screen. “This is the guy, Joseph LeBlanc. He was hired around three months ago as an accountant.”

Rafe frowned. “How did you find him?”

I liked that he didn’t question if I was right, just how I’d figured it out. “When we didn’t find any good candidates among the high rollers, I realized there was another way to ‘follow the money.’”

“The cashier’s office.”

“Yes. I started focusing on people who handled the money coming in and out. I found some irregularities, and most of them—all of the big ones—could be traced to one employee, so I looked deeper into him.”

“All of this is there for anyone to see?” Rafe pointed at the screen.

“Not anyone. Someone with skills.”

“But you’re not some cybercop.”

“No, but I’ve picked up plenty of techniques over the years.”

Rafe huffed. “Tell me more.”

“He worked his way into places in the system he shouldn’t be. He’s been shifting funds around, putting them into a private account he created in your name.”

“What the fuck?”

“He’s setting you up, making it look like you’re embezzling from the casino. I think that’s how they were going to try to bring you down or⁠—”

“Bribe me. Get me to work for them, launder their money, get them contacts in the New Orleans crime world again. Fuck. Ivanov really thought I would do it. He thought I would fall for that shit, and my brothers would assume I’d betrayed them.”

I frowned. “Would they?”

Rafe shook his head. “No. They might think I was stupid, but they know I would never steal from the family. They probably wouldn’t think I could do the math to set the shit up, but if Remington did think that…” The horror on his face made my chest tighten. “Where is the bastard?”

Rafe extracted a gun from his desk drawer and started toward the door.

I grabbed his arm, yanking him back. “Listen. We can’t⁠—”

“Tell me where he is.”

“We need to move carefully.”

“I don’t care about any of your fucking government rules. I need to move fast.”

“No.” I hauled him back against me. “He’s working the night shift now. We don’t want to tip off anyone else that we’re onto him, so no storming into his office. After he gets off work, we’ll go after him at home, where we’ll have a quiet place to interrogate him.”

Rafe pulled free of my hold and turned to face me. “What if he already knows?”

“He doesn’t. He won’t have any idea about my investigation. I know how to cover my tracks.”

Rafe blew out a long breath. “Are you absolutely sure he’s the one?”

Now he was questioning me? “I’m as sure as I can be. If Ivanov didn’t send him, then we need to know why he’s diverting money to a secret account.”

“I can’t fuck this up.”

Would someone in his family actually hurt him over this? I would kill them if they did. “I can’t fuck up either.”

“You’ll just get another assignment. You’ll⁠—”