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‘You must really like her.’
My hands stilled as I placed the metal lid down against the wall. ‘I do.’
‘She’ll owe you one after this.’
My fingers tensed into a fist as I bit back my remark, remembering that Greg was doing me a solid, and that I needed him to keep his mouth shut too. ‘I owed her one.’
Getting rid of a body might go some way to repairing the damage I’d done by hiding who I was while enticing her into bed with me.
Katie was a mess when I’d left, and all I’d wanted was to wrap her up in my arms and pull her into my lap. She was alone. I was the only person who knew the mammoth head-fuck she was struggling with. I had to get back to her as soon as I could. After I got rid of John Doe and any evidence that she’d been anywhere near him.
My hackers were already wiping any CCTV footage they could find of them in the club, or leaving it, while hacking into her friends’ phones to get rid of any incriminating photos. Thankfully, they’d been too drunk to be worrying about taking photos on the dance floor. I also had them putting an alibi in place. Getting texts and call logs which would look to the outside world like Katie’s paramour had ditched her and she’d called me to pick her up. I’d swear until I was blind that I’d spent the night with her if it came to it. There was no evidence to say any different.
‘Come on,’ I said to Greg as I bent down and hauled the naked, mutilated man up. ‘Help me get him in the vat.’
My breath was heavy by the time we’d slid him into the murky liquid and sealed the top. The furnace roared in the corner; devouring the blankets, mattress and the guy’s personal effects. I hadn’t checked for ID. The less we knew, the better.
Exiting the hatch that led out of the cellar, I locked it up tight. We grunted as we pushed the heavy set sideboard back on top of it. The former teddy bear factory was the perfect place for our setup, owned by a fictional conglomerate and utterly condemned.
‘Not a word to my brothers, or anyone else, or you’ll be joining him in the acid bath,’ I said to Greg.
‘You know me better than that.’
I hoped so.
A sharp ringing had me near swerving off the road as I pulled up to the woods on the far side of Katie’s home. Glancing at the in-car display, I groaned.
Ewen.
‘What?’ I said, hitting the answer button.
‘They’ve got it. The footage from the club.’
‘The alley footage? Pass it to the police.’
‘No, from inside the club. We can trace who spoke to her, who interacted with her.’
The pizza on my passenger seat steamed up the window. I doubted Katie had eaten, and I wanted to go by and make sure she was okay. She’d only briefly responded to my texts since I’d left.
But, I also knew what they’d see on the CCTV
Katie and me.
Me on my knees between her thighs.
I needed to get rid of that footage. The CCTV wasn’t in the private rooms, but in the corridors and non-play areas around the bar and outside. It was supposed to be wiped within a week of an event to protect the client’s privacy, but with the murder outside, they’d been working tirelessly to get full access to the material.
‘Fine, I’ll be with you in half an hour. Don’t start without me.’
‘Why? Not trying to hide something, are you? A little rendezvous of your own?’ Ewen laughed, as if the thought of me getting it on with someone was ridiculous. Little did he know.
‘Shut up and get the coffee on.’
Picking up the pizza, I dashed through the woods, dodging the tree roots as quickly as I could without upending the cheesy goodness. I placed it on her doorstep before jogging back to my car and sending a text.
I’ve left something outside your door.
Pizza?
