Billionaire Misery by Lexy Timms Read Free Book Online Page A

him. He was everything she had ever wanted in a man—and there was no way that they could ever be together. He would hate her when he found out she was a cop, and the temptation to scrap all of her evidence grew stronger every day. She fought that temptation, telling herself the agent who had turned on her father probably thought that his reasons for doing it were just and good too.
    But she sure as hell didn’t want to kill Craig.
    She wanted to love him for the rest of her life.
    That was so impossible, and such a stupid thing to want. She was an undercover agent. The police. The DEA. Everything the Orphans and OutKasts hated. She had gathered evidence on him and most of his former crew. He’d go to prison, and she would be known as the agent who slept with the enemy. She was walking a thin line, and headed in the wrong direction. She couldn’t risk the damage it would do to her career, or her heart.
    Maybe it would be better if she asked to be pulled out. Get out of the undercover gig. Just disappear. The OutKasts crew wouldn’t know what happened, nor would Craig. She could be gone in the blink of an eye.
    Doing that would keep her from doing exactly what she’d been trying to accomplish for years, and there was no way she was willing to walk away when she was this close.
    She was too close. To Craig. To Wilkes. To finally avenging her family.
    Craig spoke, interrupting her tornado of thoughts. “Guess what?”
    She tried not to look at him, but her eyes were drawn as if to a magnet. Tiny specs of brown dotted his irises. Damn, he was sexy! “What?” she managed, and swallowed hard. She had no idea if it was because of her stressed thoughts or his nearness.
    “Guess who’s taking Morgan out?”
    She frowned. “Taking him out like killing him, or taking him out like getting him out of jail?”
    Craig’s lips were thinned down and his smile was nasty. “A fancy lawyer materialized and demanded his release. All the guys. I smell Wilkes all over this.”
    She narrowed her eyes. He’d fucking gone behind her back! Not that she had any right to complain, but still... “You talked to him.”
    Craig shifted but didn’t let her go. “I did.”
    She accused, “You didn’t tell me.”
    Craig watched her closely. “There was nothing to tell. He called me and said they were getting out. Said they had a lawyer who’d found a technicality that made them eligible for bail. Katie, of course, put the bail up—not Wilkes. And the lawyer, he’s an old friend of Katie’s who showed up to help her. She has no idea her father hired the guy.”
    “What about Nate?”
    Craig shrugged. “Nate did the best he could. There’s a plan here, Jessie. Wilkes wants it to look like they got greased in a street race. Any guesses who’s supposed to do it?”
    “You.”
    “Us. Wilkes has been spying. He knew about you without me even telling him.”
    How much did he know? Her heart thundered against her rib cage at the thought. She should have known Wilkes would be spying. Maybe it was a good thing she hadn’t gone to the storage unit tonight. Had they been trailing her, she wouldn’t have noticed because she was too caught up in her own personal drama. She pressed her lips tightly together and forced a long breath out of her nose. The idea that Wilkes had someone spying on them, someone who might know the details of the nights she had spent with Craig, made her blood run cold. What if he knew she was an undercover cop? What if it was photographed or videotaped? Fuck! “So now we’re screwed! We can’t really march them into his place to try to get into his safe if he wants them dead on the street.”
    “I know. I’m stumped.” He nodded, and let her go as he leaned back against the wall, crossed his arms over his chest, and set the sole of his boot on the wall behind him. The pose was incredibly masculine and sexy. Jessie tried not to think about it.
    She shook her head, trying to think fast. “We need to talk to