Page 105 of Revenge (Corrupt Empire 3)

She paled, taking a step back. I didn’t really give a shit if I was scaring her. She had the exact information I wanted. The information I’d been seeking for months, years even.

“What are you going to do if I don’t tell you?”

“You don’t want to know the answer to that question.”

She took another step back, putting her hands up.

“Okay, okay. Can you tell me one thing?”

I stopped, cocking my head to the side.

“What?”

“Are you going to stop them?”

“Yes.”

She dropped her hands, looking at the floor for a moment.

“Good. I don’t want to be a part of it any more. It’s horrible. Those girls don’t deserve it.”

“Tell me who runs them.”

“Ed does… He has done for six years and before that, it was that guy who got murdered, your wife’s father.”

As if I thought this couldn’t get worse, it just did. I expected it to be Troy or Arthur, but no, it was her fucking cousin. The one she worked with so fucking closely. Fuck. I needed to get to her office. I needed to fucking make sure she was safe.

“Do you know where they are, the girls?”

She shook her head.

“No, they blindfold me when they take me back to the house. I couldn’t tell you where it is.”

“What else do you know?”

“Not much, I promise. I help them when they’re unable to perform. I patch them up. I was a nurse before.”

It made me sick to think that they were damaged enough that they required medical attention.

“When I leave, you’re not going to tell anyone I was here or I will take you down too. Do you understand?”

She nodded, fear in her blue eyes. I wasn’t above threatening a woman who was complicit in the sex trafficking Avery’s family was involved in. I didn’t care if she was coerced or not.

“I want to hear you say it.”

“I promise, I won’t tell Ed or Chuck. I swear. Shit, please, I just want all of this to be over. I’m so tired of it. I don’t want their money. All I wanted was to be a nurse, but they got me hooked on heroin and… well… you can imagine the rest. I need my fix.”

I didn’t really feel much sympathy for her. It was shit that the fucking Daniels had got her hooked on drugs, but that’s where my compassion ended. Anyone who was involved in their sick business was just as bad as them.

“Good. Keep that fucking promise. I’m not a nice guy, Flavia. I don’t take kindly to people involved in the Daniels and their shit. I suggest you find some other way to get your fix because the Daniels are going down in flames.”

Her blue eyes widened, but she didn’t say anything else. I turned and stalked out of the room. I wasn’t sure she’d keep that promise, but I didn’t have time to waste. I had to get to my wife before she decided to blab. I shoved my way back through the club and got out on the street after I grabbed my helmet from the doorman.

I got on my bike, which was parked in the alley, and made my way into the city centre. Parking the bike up nearby, I walked into Avery’s building. The receptionist knew who I was so she waved at me. I nodded and got in the lift, pressing the button for the top floor. I paced the small enclosed space, feeling anxiety coiling in my chest.

I pulled out my phone, firing off a quick text to her.

ME: Princess, I need you to be careful. I know who it is.

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