Page 54 of Revenge (Corrupt Empire 3)

The last thing I did was erase all the evidence Frazier had on my company. The police might check his computer and anything incriminating Daniels Holdings would ruin our plans to destroy my family.

Aiden walked into the office. He looked a little haunted.

“Is it all there?” he asked.

I nodded, holding the envelope out to him.

“What’s this?”

“I want you to put it on Frazier’s body.”

He frowned, taking it from me.

“Why?”

“So that when the police find him, they’ll know what a dirty solicitor he was. I want him exposed. After what he’s done, he deserves it.”

He stared at me for a long moment before he peered inside the envelope at the memory stick.

“What did you put on this?”

“Nothing that ties back to the company. Just enough to incriminate him. I know we can’t expose my uncle and my family yet.”

He nodded.

“Okay. I trust you.”

“Can we go yet?”

“Give me five more minutes, okay? I need to make sure there’s nothing on Frazier which can tie back to me. I’ve done my best with Tristan.”

I walked out of the office with him, turning out the light on my way. The memory stick with everything we needed was in my pocket. I walked back towards the hallway, leaving Aiden to deal with what he needed to.

I grabbed my coat out of the cupboard in the hallway, knowing I couldn’t very well leave it there. I waited patiently by the front door until Aiden came back. He picked up all the bags there and we walked out. John was waiting outside for us.

“I need to get rid of this shit,” Aiden said to him.

“You sure you got everything in there?”

“I did the best I fucking could under the circumstances.”

John looked down at me.

“Are you okay?”

I shook my head. I was never going to be okay after what I just did. Never. I wasn’t sure what Aiden had told John, but it didn’t matter. What happened in that house would stay between the three of us. I knew that. Aiden had covered up what we’d done.

Aiden put the bags in the boot and helped me into the back of the car. John drove us for a while, but I didn’t look at where we were going. We pulled up at an abandoned warehouse. They went inside with the bags and came out twenty minutes later.

I wasn’t sure what they’d done and I found I didn’t want to know. This night had been hell from start to finish. All I wanted to do was forget about it.

Aiden pulled me into his lap and held me whilst John drove us back to Aiden’s flat. He stroked my hair, soothing my aching soul.

“It’s okay, princess,” he murmured. “I know this is a lot to handle. I know you feel awful about what you did, but what matters is you’re safe.”

“He didn’t rape me,” I whispered. “I didn’t let him. I put up a fight.”

He clutched me tighter.

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