Caught - Daniel Seavey

Chapter three

"She put you up to this didn't she." He mumbles as he runs his hands aggressively through his hair.

"I catch cheaters." I say as I pick up the pictures.

"You can't show her these." He says quickly.

"It's kinda my job." I say back.

"Am I shirtless in that." He asks as he points to a picture.

I shrug as I shove the pictures back into my purse.

"You seriously can't tell her." He says as he grabs my wrist.

I swat his hand away quickly.

"Sorry dude but you shouldn't have cheated." I say as I turn away from him.

"And you shouldn't take explicit photos of people in their homes." He says as he shoves a picture in my face.

"I get paid to take pictures of people like you cheating." I say sharply as I snatch the photo from him.

"How much can I pay you to keep this between us?" He asks me as desperation flows through his voice.

"How much you got?" I ask him as I turn around.

"I'll double whatever she was paying you as long as you burn those photos." He says as he stares at me.

"Why don't you want her to find out? You obviously don't care about her if your cheating on her." I say sharply as I study him.

"She's psycho. She'll kill me if she finds out." He says to me as I cross my arms.

"Break up with her." I say sharply.

"Why do you care? I'm willing to pay you." He says as he stares at me.

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