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“I’ve always felt that there was something going on between Tommy and her, but then he was with Liv and there is a connection with Carly as well,” I recap in exasperation. “If he has been using all three of them, it’s obvious the man has no soul.”

“Tommy has always been about Tommy,” Trey says walking toward the bar. “He totally used Liv to get the scoop on me, he used Vanessa to manipulate Tyler and as a grand finale he pinned everything on Carly and had her taken out.”

“So you think Tommy was behind her murder as well?” I ask, curious as to how he made the connection.

“He knew that she was going to shut down the bank account, so maybe he suggested that she take out a chunk in cash to have just in case things went bad,” he says dropping ice cubes into a rocks glass. “Then after she left the bank, he told some thugs where she was staying and they got to keep the cash for disposing of her.”

“She paid for her own death? Wow, that’s cold.”

“She paid for her own death, so there is no trail back to Tommy,” he says, filling the glass with sparkling water and adding a lime twist. “All the evidence points to her and now she appears to be dead. Everything leads to one big dead end.”

I close my eyes in frustration and let out a long breath. “Tommy did claim that he doesn’t make mistakes,” I say, reminding him of his text message.

“Better yet, there is still an eighteen million dollar cashiers check out there somewhere,” Trey adds, taking a long sip of water. “So even if the SEC is eventually able to extricate a large chunk of Tommy’s profit, he still has a nice little safety net.”

“Yeah, so worst case scenario, he spends a few months in a cushy white collar prison and then retires to a nice beach home in Belize,” I surmise, feeling a pit developing in my stomach.

Trey finishes his water and slams the glass down on the bar. “Two can play this game,” he says, with a bold glint in his eyes. “We are going to go a different route with this. I know he has been involved in all of this and it would kill me to watch him walk away with just a slap on the wrist.”

“Are you going to clue me in?” I go to his side and slip my arms around his waist.

“It’s still in the formulation stage,” he says, turning to give me a kiss on the forehead. “But you and Anthony will be the first to know.”

“Okay, you better go get some rest now.” I take him by the hand and lead him back to the bedroom. “I’m proud of you for not diving into the Cognac.”

“I already feel like I’m stoned, so I didn’t really need anything.” He pulls the tie on my robe and gives me a smirk.

“Oh no you don’t; I’m not having you stroke out on me,” I pull my robe closed and take a step back. “The doctor said nothing strenuous for a couple of days.”

“You can be on top,” he replies without hesitation. “I’ll just lie there and relax.”

“You are going to get some rest.” I can’t help breaking into a smile. “I think you can wait a day or two.”

“I don’t know. No cognac, no sex… I’m really starting to feel stressed out.” He gives me a boyish look that he must have used on his mother when he was a kid.

“It’s for your own good,” I reply in a motherly tone that matches his expression. “Now get to bed.”

I cozy up next to him as soon as he gets settled and his muscular arm immediately envelops me. After such a hair-raising day, I think we are mutually grateful to be here with one another. Trey came so close to being severely injured and if Anthony hadn’t neutralized both of them so efficiently, I could’ve easily been killed too. The fact that Bill, Victor and the doctor were all killed shows that they do not know mercy. Thank God for Anthony.

Chapter 18

Trey

Waking before sunrise, my mind picks up right where it left off the night before. I can already picture the smug look that will be pasted on Tommy’s face when we visit him. He knows that he will get away with everything and it’s driving me crazy. My thoughts turn to Vanessa and Carly. Did Tommy manipulate them both or were they actively involved? It would explain why Dad was having trust issues with Carly, but I still don’t see what Vanessa would have to gain by helping him. I roll out of bed and head into the master bath to find a robe. There is light shining under the door, so hopefully Anthony is awake. I need to work through some of this shit with someone.

“Making any progress?” I ask him upon seeing him pouring over the diagrams that he and Mandy had drawn out.

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