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“Damn, you’d think we’d get tired of robbing my father’s safes after a while.”
Morgan chuckled softly and said, “Next time we’ll know to take everything at one time so we never have to come back.”
“If the stuff is in there like Craig says, we’ll never have to do it again anyway,” Jessie said as she watched Craig swing the door open and stand. She headed for it. The files were paper, just as she had hoped. She said, “Quick, use that copier and copy this stuff; it’ll do like five pages at a time and we need a copy in case. It would be smart to make the copies and leave the originals so he doesn’t know we were here.”
Morgan nodded and went to the copier. Jessie began to read through the files as she handed him pages. Her eyes went wide as she realized exactly what she was holding.
It was the same thing Katie had seen before.
It was his payroll.
Every dirty cop in the county and beyond was in there. Her mouth formed a silent whistle as she recognized the names of high-ranking DEA and FBI agents. There was more too: The plans for the shopping mall, the one that would have stood on the ground belonging to the other crew.
A hard knot filled her belly as she realized it wasn’t just a matter of money that had driven Blake Wilkes to kill those men.
That property beyond their house was a damn graveyard! There were bodies everywhere back there. Names, dates, times. Reasons why. Wilkes had kept a running tally of the bodies in that ground.
Why?
Why had he done that?
Because he was a psychopath, and he wanted some kind of trophy.
It wasn’t enough that he took their business and money. It wasn’t enough that he used them and then had them killed. He had to be able to gloat over it. And when it got to be too much, and he knew that eventually his competition in legitimate business was about to buy up the land and put a shopping center out there, he had had no choice but to take that deal too.
Only, the men who’d lived in that house had decided to argue that deal. They’d had two corporations fighting for the property they owned, and they may or may not have known about the bodies.
Jessie was sure they had known. They had decided to play hardball with the man who had put those bodies back there, and they had been crazy enough to think that they could get away with that. Jessie was astounded by not just their greed, but their foolishness as well. They had to have known who they were screwing with. The house overlooked too many of those graves for them to have never noticed that they were going in the ground.
The sheer audacity of their demanding more money and offering it to the other corporation was breathtaking. She had to admire them even as she was shocked by their idiocy.
The copies were made slowly and surely. Jessie put the files into a thick envelope then tucked it into a wide inner pocket of Craig’s jacket, which she still wore. The file was thick, but if she draped the jacket just right it wouldn’t show much.
She took a deep breath and looked at Craig, her eyes shining.
He said, “Here, we need a few of these.” He tucked a few more papers into his back pocket and then he tucked a few more into Morgan’s.
Jessie frowned. “What are those?”
“Bearer bonds.”
They all turned their heads at the sound of the voice.
Blake Wilkes.
He stood beside the door. He had opened it and come in so silently none of them had even heard him. He closed the door and came in closer.
Tonight he wore a very natty suit, and he exuded power and money. His eyes went to Katie and he said, “Well, Kathleen. You’re looking very well. I’m surprised. I somehow thought you would be wearing cheap clothes and participating in gangbangs by now.”
Morgan uttered an oath and stepped forward.
Katie grabbed his arm and said, “Father. I’d have thought you would be in jail by now. But here we are.”
Wilkes grimaced and glanced at the others before settling his gaze back on Katie. “You
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