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Actually, fuck that.

“You’re not against threesomes, are you?” I said.

Zac shifted his hips in a way that told me everything. “See? Greedy. You’re a greedy little fucker.”

“So that’s a yes to my plan?”

“That’s a hell yes. I’m in.”

“Well, if all goes accordingly,Kingwill actually be in, but good to know.”

And it was. Really damn good to know.

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“UM. SO YOU’RE looking for…uh, what exactly?” Harry, our trusty little hacker nerd, pushed his glasses up his nose and looked up at me from the couch in the condo that I shared with West.

“Anything you can find on Tyrone Kingston that I can use to my advantage. The more indecent, the better.”

Harry frowned. “As in Professor Kingston?”

“The same.” Resting back on my elbow along the kitchen island, I lifted my vodka martini to my lips and took a long draw of the chilled liquor. When Harry bit down on his lip, I lowered my glass. “Is there a problem?”

“Well, no, it’s just…”

“Spit it out, Harry. I don’t have all night.”

He licked his lips in the way I’d come to recognize as a nervous habit after having him at the princes’ beck and call over the last two years. The kid could find anything on anyone, which made him an asset I fully used to my advantage.

“It’s usually other students you want information on, is all. Not teachers.”

“Please tell me you’re not having a crisis of conscience.” I pushed off the island and crossed the room toward him. “I don’tpay you to ask questions unless you want to know how fast and how much I need. Are we clear?”

Harry snapped his mouth shut, nodded, and got to typing.

“Good little hacker,” I murmured, and took another sip as the door opened and West stepped inside the condo. JT-less, thank God.

He kicked his chin up at me in greeting and held the door open wide. “Found this one downstairs asking to be let up. Know him?”

A fifty-something, short, balding man appeared in the doorway, and just like that, my plans were finally coming together. It’d been a little over a week since I’d told Zac to leave this King scheme in my hands, but I needed a bit more intel before I could begin to make moves.

“Ah, good, you’re all here,” I said. “Take a seat by Harry.”

Harry waved at the investigator I’d hired to follow King around for the week, and as he took a seat, I went to the bar for a refill.

West followed me. “What are you up to?”

“A late night study hang. Obviously.”

“Bullshit. What prank are you pulling and why don’t I know about it?”

I poured a bit of vodka into a shaker, set it aside, and then reached for the vermouth. “Aww, feeling left out?”

“Just curious. You haven’t mentioned anything about a senior prank, and I know you like to take all the credit.”

I tossed a handful of ice in the shaker and shook my head. “Nothing epic planned at the moment, but you’ll be the first to know.”

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