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never had to know about any of this. This was never any of your concern and if you hadn’t gotten mixed up with that...piece of shit...you would never have had to know about this. And you would most certainly not have ever betrayed me. You know, that really surprised me. I didn’t think you had enough backbone to do that.”
    Her chin lifted and, just as she opened her mouth, Wilkes slapped her.
    Morgan moved forward but Craig held him back.
    Jessie straightened, her voice taking on her I’m-a-cop tone, “Get out of the way, Wilkes. We’re walking out of here.”
    His eyes went to the file that she held in her hand. The other was in the jacket and she’d gathered the original all together in preparation to put it back. Realizing her best bet was not to let him know how unimportant it was to her now, she drew it into her body and clutched it in her a white-knuckled grip.
    His smile was nasty. “What is it with you people? This was supposed to be easy. Craig did his part; all you had to do was do yours.”
    Jessie’s eyes went wide and her breath sucked into her chest. Craig had done his part? “What do you mean?” Her voice came out sharp and shrill, and she winced at the sound of it, but she couldn’t help it.
    Like the psychopath he was, Wilkes had to gloat. “He agreed to set in motion the things that would end with those men dead. He set up the drug deal and then, when they paid him, he hid that fact.”
    Morgan swore again.
    Craig said nothing.
    Morgan asked, “Dude, is that true?”
    Craig sighed. “I wasn’t the bag-man on the money. I had no idea until after. He didn’t tell me it would end in murder. He just said they had to be put out of business, and, that, since it was his money and his dope, he could call them on it and they’d walk. He never said he was going to smoke them, or I never would have had any part in it.”
    Wilkes tutted, “Well, that is not what I would have expected a son of mine to say. Really, Charles, that’s very disappointing.”

CHAPTER 7
    J essie’s jaw sagged open. Horror crawled all over her and she tried to speak, but no words came out.
    It wasn’t true! Her mind screamed those words, but no words came out of her straining throat. Craig, the man she had fallen in love with, the man she’d slept with, and shared her body and a bed with, was the son of the man she had sworn to take down, no matter the cost? Charles was dead; killed as a child, according to the file. Except it made sense.
    He was the son of the man who had ordered her father’s death.
    Jessie closed her eyes, pain lancing through her heart so fast she was unable to stave off that involuntary reaction to the words that had just come from Blake Wilkes’ mouth.
    Katie staggered. Literally staggered. Jessie caught the movement when her eyes flew back open. She had the feeling her face was as ashen as Katie’s, but for different reasons.
    Her mind went careening back to that day. She’d been sitting in one corner of the garage when she’d heard the car pulling up into the driveway of the house she’d lived in then. She’d been learning how to rebuild an engine, and the bike had been leaning into a puddle of deep shadow. Her father straightened up, squinted out into the bright dazzle of sunlight and said, in a quiet but firm voice, “Jessie, go into that little corner. Now.”
    Her blood froze in her veins. Her eyes darted toward the sunlight, and the car cruising to a stop at the end of the driveway. She was close enough to the spot her father had told her to get into to reach it without being seen.
    That he thought she needed to was what scared her. Her mother had gone grocery shopping. It was just her and Big Red in the garage.
    She didn’t ask why. The corner he wanted her to go to wasn’t just a corner. It was a false wall that slid neatly aside when certain levers were pushed, and when opened there was a tiny little crawlspace behind it, one that was just big enough to stash dope or a small