Page 89 of Devious Secrets

“Maybe something on here will give us an idea. There were a lot of damning things in the box. If they only wanted this, then whoever is involved might be on it.” He opens his laptop and pushes the drive into the slot on the side.

The men gather behind Alexander’s desk. I scoot a little closer to him, but it’s not enough for Alexander. He wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me into his lap.

“I can stand,” I whisper, keeping my gaze from seeing the guys’ reactions.

“This is better.” He winks, then clicks the folder of the drive open.

It’s all photographs. He opens the first one.

“Oh, that’s Senator McKenzie.” Lev chuckles. “Didn’t realize he swung both ways.”

“Neither does his wife,” Kaz says.

“Could Dexter have threatened the senator? Maybe he was trying to blackmail him into something?” I twist to ask Alexander.

“Anything’s possible.” He clicks through other photos. Some are just scanned copies of contracts Dexter put his signature on; a few are of him at Obsidian. The last photo catches my eye, though.

“Wait.” I tap the screen. “Go back to that last one with the woman.”

He clicks back a file and there it is.

“That’s Cheryl Carmine.” I turn in Alexander’s lap, feeling his heavy, thick cock pressing against me as I move. My cheeks heat at the sensation.

“Focus, Megan,” he whispers in my ear. “Or they’ll notice how red you’re getting.”

I clear my throat and do my best to push it from my mind.

“Cheryl Carmine is married to Stevan Carmine. He owns Cinders Industries, the company I work for.” I sigh. “Used towork for. That’s his wife.” I tap the screen with my finger.

“Are you sure? I mean, she’s bent over that pool table and everything,” Kaz teases, leaning over Alexander’s shoulder to get a better look.

Alexander shoves him away, muttering what sounds like an insult in Russian.

“It’s her.” I nod. “She’s not usually wearing all that leather, and the strap-on isn’t something I would expect from her, she’s so demure and elegant in the office. But it’s definitely her.”

“There are plenty of photos of Dexter cheating on his wife; why would this one be on here?” Alexander questions. “We’ve only kept evidence that would ruin him politically and financially. I doubt he really cared if his wife left him or not.”

“Especially after seeing those photos with the senator.” Kaz laughs.

“I don’t know how true it is, but there have been rumors that Stevan is related to some really bad people.”

Alexander’s grip tightens around my waist.

“What bad people?”

“I don’t know. It’s just rumors. It is also rumored that if she divorces him, she gets nothing. Not a cent. You can tell she doesn’t really like him, the way she looks at him, so there might be some truth to that.”

“And I bet if she gets caught cheating, she’ll probably get nothing then too,” Lev says.

“Maybe whoever was trying to get this drive wasn’t looking to blackmail Dexter. Maybe they wanted to blackmail someone else on here, like this woman,” Ivan adds.

“Why does it matter who killed Dexter?” I ask.

“It’s not the killer I want. It’s the person who knew where the information was kept. I want that man.” Alexander closes the laptop. “If it’s one of my men, it would make more sense for them get the drive themselves.”

“Do you have cameras in that room?” I twist to ask him.

“Just one. The footage is taped over after a week.”

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