𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦.
—𝘈𝘭𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘵 𝘌𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘪𝘯
𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗔𝗡
“So your girl is like totally loaded,” Hadley says, plopping down beside me.
“You’re looking into her financials?” I ask incredulously. “That’s an invasion of privacy!”
“Meh, I just peeked. She’s not a suspect or anything, so I’m not breaking any big rules.”
“Just the law,” I state dryly.
She grins. “I was recruited for my mad skills with computers and shutting down websites that shouldn’t be open. I was placed up here for my forensics expertise. Never once was I wanted for my pristine moral compass. And it was just a little peek. Honestly. But seriously, she’s like majorly rich. What’s her house like?”
Groaning, I shake my head. Hadley definitely isn’t FBI because she’s a saint with a badge. She’s FBI because it was prison or work with us.
“Don’t tell anyone else you did this,” I mumble, finishing up the last of the case file that is now ready for the DA.
“Duh,” she says, smirking. “So what’s her house like? I really want to know.”
“Nothing flashy. It’s a two story white home that looks nice enough. She hasn’t lived there long, so there’s no art or anything on the walls. Floors are hardwood throughout, but no marble statues or gold banisters, if that’s what you’re asking. And her driveway looks like something out of Sleepy Hollow that doesn’t at all match the sweet house at the end.”
She frowns like she’s disappointed. “I wanted mansions and swans in a lake. Damn. Why have all that money if you don’t have a nice home?”
“Some people are humble, Hadley. I wouldn’t have even known she was rich.”
Talking about Lana gets me thinking about her again after I’ve just stopped. I’m worried I’m demonstrating obsessive behaviors. Which I don’t know if I like or not.
She hasn’t answered my calls all day, and my texts haven’t been responded to either. So I’m surprised when I finally get an answer.
𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗔: 𝗦𝗢𝗥𝗥𝗬!!! 𝗠𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲. 𝗕𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗰𝗿𝗮𝘇𝘆 𝗯𝘂𝘀𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗽𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗺𝗲. 𝗝𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗮 𝗳𝗲𝘄 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝘂𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗴𝗼.
I didn’t know she had a business phone or that she went on a business meeting. But I’m relieved to know I haven’t been blown off.
“Is that her?” Hadley asks, reminding me she’s still lurking.
“Go away, Hadley. She doesn’t have swans in a lake.”
She mutters something about a waste before sulking and walking off.
I start to text her, but decide I’d rather hear her voice instead, so I call as I head out to my car.
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The Mindf*ck Series
RomanceThis is the entire series put into one book. They took too much. Left too little. I had nothing to lose...until him. ***************** I didn't expect him. I didn't want to fall in love. But I can't let him go. Logan Bennett makes the world a safer...
