“So, what can I do for you…?”
“Aiden… Look, I’ll be straight. You have no reason to be up front with me or even talk to me about this, but you know Ed Daniels, right?”
Her blue eyes flashed with shock for a moment before her expression cleared.
“Yes.”
“He took you to some of his family functions.”
“That’s right… Wait a second, I’ve seen you in the news. You’re Avery Daniel’s mystery husband.”
I crossed my arms over my chest and stared at her.
“Yes, I am.”
“So, why are you here asking me about Ed?”
“Because I think you know something. You see, when Avery asked him about you, he was rather cagey. That made her suspicious.”
“And what? She sent her husband to track me down. How did you even find me?”
This wasn’t going to be as easy as I thought. Also, her reaction made me suspicious. Why was she being cagey about Ed? What did she know? I had to approach this carefully.
“Chuck Daniels.”
Her face dropped and she looked away.
“Look, I don’t know what you want me to say. I’m trying my best here with everything but dealing with them is difficult.”
“Dealing with who?”
She looked up at me, frowning.
“You don’t know?”
“Know what?”
“I take care of them for Ed and Chuck.”
What the fuck was she talking about?
I stared at her, not sure if asking her further questions would make her suspicious or not. She fidgeted under my gaze for several moments, playing with the belt of her robe.
“The girls they have… They’re really fucked up, some of them. I try my hardest to make sure they don’t run off, but what their clients want to do to them… It’s not easy.”
I almost fucking lost it. She was involved in the shit too. And fucking Ed knows.
“You know who runs them.”
“Isn’t that why you’re here?”
I walked further into the room, uncrossing my arms. She knew who ‘The Collector’ was. And I was going to make her fucking well tell me.
“Who runs them, Flavia, if that’s even your real name.”
“You don’t know?”
“Listen to me very carefully, I’m not here to play fucking games with you. I want to know who runs them.”