Page 66 of His Weekend Wife

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“Are you sure?” Declan looked at Todd over the paperwork he’d only just received.

“The private investigator is one of the best. I brought the information just as soon as he gave it to me.”

Declan blew out a long breath from the corner of his mouth and dropped the papers to his desk, rereading the PI’s report. “Phillipe Diago is actually Rudy Pryor. He’s been arrested numerous times and served time in prison for fraud, resisting arrest, probation violation, possession of a narcotic and battery. Ol’ Phillipe, or should I say Pryor, has quite the rap sheet.” Declan tapped the paper.

“And you said this fellow is a friend of Ash’s?”

“Not a friend. He just happens to be dating her sister.”

“He doesn’t seem the type of man a woman would want to be around for long.”

Declan sighed and rubbed his brows. Although the details were clearly written in black and white, it went deeper than the obvious. He’d guessed from the beginning that Phillipe had intended to extort the thirty grand and the gambling debt was just a ruse, but Declan had the feeling this was only the beginning. People like Phillipe were all the same, once they got a taste, they couldn’t stop until they were stopped.

And Declan had every intention of being the wall that put an end to the likes of a bastard like Phillipe. There certainly wouldn’t be any more using Ash to gain in his dirty deeds.

Getting up, Declan rounded the desk and headed for the door.

“Is there anything I can do?” Todd asked.

“I’m heading home. I’ve got business to take care of.”

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