Two Secrets Kept (Truth In Lies Book 2) by Melody Anne & John Henley

Author:Melody Anne & John Henley [Anne, Melody]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: action, alpha, Alpha Men, america, Author, Best Selling Author, Billionaire, Brotherhood, Cars, Cases, Cash, crime, Criminals, Cyber, Drugs, family, FBI, Fiction, Fraud, Friends, John Henley, Love, Medical, Melody Anne, men, Miami, Military Men, millionaire, murder, New York Times, Romance, Romance Author, sex, suspense, thriller, Women, Women's Fiction
Publisher: Tip of the Spear Publications
Published: 2022-05-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Hunter Sparks

“Hunter, come in here please,” Frank says.

I’m already on my feet, replying, “On my way,” before I hang up the phone.

“What’s up boss?” I ask.

James is in one of the chairs opposite of Frank and is giving me a look that isn’t good. Something’s about to go down and my shoulders instantly tense.

“Have a seat,” Frank tells me.

There are times when your boss says something like that and you feel an impending sense of doom, a hole opens up in your stomach, and you’re close to having a panic attack. This isn’t one of those times. This is more a your-life-is-about-to-get-messy kind of thing.

“James,” Frank says.

I look over to my buddy, the best computer brain I know, and he starts the informal meeting.

“The phone we got from Victor that belongs to Javier Cruz has revealed some more information. You’ve already seen all of the photos we’ve recovered. I know you’re also working on getting some of the files decrypted. Well . . . I finally got into them. When he pauses and looks over to our boss, I know a hammer is about to drop.

“And?” I ask.

“Some of those files contained photos and videos showing Representative John Manuel clearly involved in illicit activities. Specifically, smoking and injecting drugs. While that in itself is bad enough, next to him are Javier Cruz, a high-ranking police officer, and a district judge,” Frank finishes.

“Dammit,” I say. I was right to assume bad news before they even started speaking.

“Dammit is right. To top that off, your little buddy Victor is in some of those videos with them. We didn’t see him injecting anything, but he was definitely smoking. There are other teenagers in random photos and videos. It’s terrible, but thankfully there isn’t any sexual junk going on . . . that we can find. It appears to only be drugs,” Frank says.

“Okay. What are the next steps?”

“We’re going to sit down with Jose and discuss options,” Frank tells James and me.

“All righty, big boss it is,” I say.

In a quick motion I slap my hands to my knees, pop up from my chair, and give an extended stretch. Nothing like sitting with one of the highest-ranking members of the FBI chatting about people in leadership positions caught on video doing drugs with gang leaders and teenagers. Now it makes sense why Victor was given so much money to get that cell phone back from Mrs. Santos. This is going to cause some serious political harm.

I need the long stretch because after yesterday’s freak-fest with Pixie I’m a little sore. Okay, I’m a lot sore and the shower this morning stung as soap made its way into my broken skin from her fingernails raking down my back. After we took a nap on that bed I was tied on, she let me lead, but even then she wrapped her legs behind mine and treated my back like a cat’s scratch post. Honestly, I’m having a hard time getting my mind focused on work even when the job is this dang bad.

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