Sex and the Billionaire Crime Boss - Season 4

Ch. 4: Suspicions

"Well, that was creepy," CJ says. "He actually tried to pull you into the elevator with him?"

"He did pull me in. He caught me off-guard. But I was able to shove him back - I don't think he was expecting that - and keep the door from closing. Once he heard you coming he let go of my arm and acted like it was no big deal."

"Did I mention that guy totally creeps me out? I can't believe I used to think I was friends with him. And that you were the enemy."

"He's good at manipulation. If I hadn't already met him that night at a club before he knew who I was, I would probably have been taken in too. And all the while he'd have been stabbing me in the back."

"We have to get him out of the firm before he pulls something else." CJ pauses. "Do you think he actually would have tried to hurt you?"

I consider this. "No, I don't see it in the elevator of a hotel like this, when the doors could open on another floor at any second. I think he was just trying to intimidate me. And find out who all knows about what he did to the slide deck, and the different script."

"He has to realize Jenny came to you."

"Yeah. I wonder how he's going to play it with her. Intimidation? Or more manipulation?"

"I think he'll try manipulation first. It's what he does."

"Yeah. We need to help her be prepared before he gets to her."

"I talked to her during the break before I started the seminar," CJ says. "She left right away and was contacting the manager of her apartment building and telling them her purse go stolen with her keys in it, and she needs them to change the lock."

I gape. "She gave Dylan a key?"

CJ shrugs. "He works fast."

We've reached the hotel parking garage and CJ says they'll drive me to my car, which is one floor down. I agree - I've had enough of Dylan popping out at me unexpectedly. I don't want to be confronted by him alone in the parking garage.

"He's a securities lawyer, not a serial killer," I tell CJ, mostly to reassure myself. But I'm glad for the ride.

"Are you going straight back to the office?" CJ asks.

"No. I think I'll give Hank a call to see how he's feeling, and ask if I can stop by and see him." I frown. "Although if his wife's there with him I'm not sure I want to suggest that he might have been drugged by another lawyer in the firm."

"She's out of town," CJ says as we get into their car. "On a trip with the grandkids. Hank is supposed to join them later this week."

I look over at them. "How do you know these things?"

CJ shrugs. "I make it a point to get to know everybody. I have lunch with people." They pause and glance back at me with a grin, and I know they're remembering all the lunch invitations with them I turned down because I was too busy. And too obsessed with my relationship with Max.

"Touché. I have to get better about that."

CJ nods. "You really do. If other people in the firm had gotten to know you the way I know you now, they never would have believed the bullshit Dylan was spreading about you."

"You're probably right."

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It turns out, Hank is more than happy to see me. He's already feeling a lot better, and he lets me in wearing sweatpants, a t-shirt and a robe that looks like it's been around a long time. With his wife gone, the fancy condo looks a little like a bachelor pad. Not messy exactly, but a more than a little cluttered.