Page 47 of Monstrous Urges

“So, they just let me walk after accusing me of grand theft auto?” I snap, eying him.

“Don’t forget indecent exposure,” he smirks.

“I’m allowed to have my fucking tits out! It’s New York!!”

“Yeeaaah baby!” a random guy on the street yells. “Let ’em loose!”

“Fuck off,” Gabriel snarls, sending the man scurrying away.

I grin at my friend. “Probably shouldn’t tell your constituents to fuck off when you’re Governor.”

“It’s called a learning curve,” he mutters. “C’mon, get in.”

I slide into the passenger seat and shove my hair into a messy ponytail as he climbs in next to me.

“They dropped it all. Totally clean slate, record erased.”

Gabriel says nothing as he starts the engine and pulls away from the curb with his security detail following. I turn to eye him suspiciously, and he laughs.

“Taylor, I swear it wasn’t me.”

“Would you have?”

“Obviously.”

I glare at him. “That’s corruption.”

“You’re family. It doesn’t count.”

I roll my eyes. “I think it counts extra when it’s family.”

Gabriel chuckles and guns the engine, heading downtown. My lip retreats between my teeth as I stare out the passenger window.

“They have a video of me driving?—”

“Not anymore, they don’t.”

I whip my gaze to him. “What?”

“They’re gone. Both videos: the car and the”…he clears his throat…“parking garage, uh, incident.”

I turn to glare out the window, blushing.

“Did you see it?”

“You in the Lambo?—?”

“The parking garage, Gabriel,” I mutter, my teeth clenched.

“I averted my eyes, don’t worry.” He reaches over and pats my arm. “T, you’re basically my sister. No offense, but I have less than zero interest in seeing that.”

I smirk as I glance at him. “Well… Thanks, I guess.” My brow furrows. “Wait—what do you mean, the videos are gone?”

“I mean they both literally don’t exist anymore. Gone. Wiped. The police gave Alistair and I a link to look at them on a secure police server until such time as they gave out actual copies during discovery if we went to trial. So, yeah, we saw them once. Then when we went to look at the link again, nothing came up. I called the Commissioner’s office ready to rain down fire and brimstone, and he told me they’d had a ‘breach’ of some kind. That whole section of the drive on that server was erased.”

What the hell?

Gabriel glances over at me, his brow lined with worry.

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