Page 70 of Darling Psycho

“You’d be surprised at what Jay is into, but selling women has never been his thing. Ruiz is looking for a partner, probably to take the heat, just like he’s using his Mrs on a paper trail.”

Angela’s stomach clenched. She’d wanted to be in the MC business, but maybe her first case shouldn’t be about the sale of women and kids to disgusting assholes. “Besides being a vile human being, what man would do that to his wife? Would you do that?”

“Hide behind my wife?” He looked so sexy and arrogant as his lips twitched. “Do I look like the marrying kind?”

Another mini heatstroke flashed through Angela, hot enough she seriously wondered if she was hitting peri-menopause.

A frog in her throat made her croak the answer. “Sure you do.”

He always stared long enough to make her want to crawl out of her clothes through sheer twitchiness to know what he was thinking.

“How was your catch-up with Joshua Muller?” He asked suddenly and derailed her thoughts once more. She laughed and shook her head, thankful he’d tossed ice cubes on her. Being this close to Lawless was messing with her blood pressure.

“There you go again, full naming someone. Did you use your evil skills to hack into a camera feed to spy on us?” Angela wasn’t bothered by the assumption that he might have done that.

It was crazy, since it was an insane breach of privacy.

But it was Lawless.

She’d let him get away with a lot of shit, and that was the truth.

“I had my hands full elsewhere.”

Oh.

The dead guy. Yeah, that would keep him busy.

A shiver rushed under her clothes.

And it wasn’t through revulsion.

She’d wanted Lawless to watch her, hadn’t she? She’d even glanced at the cameras around the café in hopes he was watching her eating lunch across the table from another man.

Now she was disappointed he had other things to do.

“Catching up was good. Josh lives in California now, studying political science.”

“He wants to be a politician?”

Chuckling, Angela nodded. “Crazy, huh?”

“Always knew he was bad news.”

“He’s not your greatest fan either.”

Deadpanned, Lawless pinned her with a stare. Her reaction was as natural as a bull running through the room. “I’m heartbroken.”

There was no need to mention her ex-boyfriend anymore. Not when the searching went up a notch.

Whether she was aware of it, Verónica Garcia was the front of many shady businesses that siphoned money into Ruiz’s real endeavors.

Angela grew colder the more she discovered well-known names involved with Ruiz. Important, well-established names. Names that if the public knew what they were doing funding and probably buying the women for god knows what, they’d be disgusted as she was.

At 2 a.m., she had to tap out before her eyes bled, and she lost the popcorn in her belly. Was this darkness what the MC faced all the time?

She knew people were evil, but this notched it to a level no decent person should ever know about. She was sick to her stomach from reading dark web forums where perverts talked openly about ordering women and kids like they would a meal in a restaurant.

Her dreams that night were racked with pain and fear back when she cowered in hopes of not being found by monsters.