Billionaire Misery by Lexy Timms Read Free Book Online Page B

Morgan.”
    “Pardon?”
    “We need to tell Morgan what’s going on. Katie too. You say Morgan’s an incredibly smart guy. Maybe he’ll know what to do.”
    Craig said, “I just don’t know if he’s willing to help, all things considered, especially if he knows Wilkes put a hit out on Katie. He’d die to save her.”
    Like every man should. Jessie didn’t know what to say. They were basically back at square one, running out of options, and her chance to catch Wilkes was slipping away from her grasp.
    “The good news is that he cooled his heels long enough in the jail to heal up and be ready to fight.”
    “The bad news is he might just whip your ass,” she retorted.
    He put a wounded expression on his face. “Oh, babes, that was not nice.”
    She laughed as he pulled her into his embrace. That intoxicating smell of his drifted into her nose, and she sighed. Maybe after some sex, she would be able to concentrate better. The erotic image in her head was shattered when Craig spoke, his voice rumbling up through his chest and into her ear.
    “We have to get into that house tonight, Jessie. He’s got a big party going on. There’re going to be a shitload of fancy people there. Billionaires, high-class, politicians, all the crap. If we could get in, maybe use Morgan and Katie as a distraction like we planned, but in a different way, we might have just enough time to get into that safe. Break in and get what we need.”
    A thought hit her and she had to ask him, “Craig, how is that you know about the safe?”
    His heart beat steadily. “I told you.”
    “I know, but out of all the people in the world, why would he trust you with that information?”
    His heart sped up but only slightly. When he answered, his heart dropped back down and ticked along at a steady pace a sure indicator that he had considered lying, but wasn’t. “I suppose he thought I was the one person in the world who wouldn’t rat him out.”
    “Why?”
    He moved her, gently, but away before she could use his heartbeat as a makeshift lie detector test again. “I have no idea why the hell he does any of what he does.” He glanced at the money on the table and then his watch. “I have to go see Morgan. He’ll be out now.”
    “You can’t. Not if Wilkes is watching. Neither can I.”
    Craig rubbed his face with his hands and gave her a rueful smile. “I sort of suck at this spy shit, huh?”
    If only she could believe that. “Go to the store and call him. There’s a payphone in the back. Buy something and come back. See if you can get something done like that.”
    He kissed her hungrily on the lips and then pulled back. “What would I do without you?” he asked, and then sauntered out.
    Jessie watched him go, admiring the way his jeans clung to his ass. She wondered how many times she’d watch him leave before he never came back to her.
    As the sound of his bike engine faded away, she leaned back and stared at the ceiling. She was definitely too close. She moved over to the table and began putting the money in a backpack. She needed to count it and let Nate know what she had. Or hide it somewhere so she could use it as evidence.
    It took her half an hour to count, sort, and then find a spot in Craig’s house to hide it.
    Craig came back in the meantime with a pizza loaded with olives and sausage, her favorite, as well as a bottle of red wine. He set the food on the table in the living room and she followed him to the couch.
    “So what’s going on?” Jessie asked, unable to wait any longer.
    Craig drank directly from bottle of wine. “Morgan’s agreed. Then he one-upped the ante. He said if Wilkes wants him dead, he’ll have hell to pay trying. I spoke to Katie as well.” He grinned, one eyebrow up as he gave her a once-over. “When I told her I had heard that Wilkes hired that guy, she got real quiet and then said she should have known. He was a guy her dad had wanted her to date.”
    “Damn!”
    “Nothing surprises me