Your Eyes Don't Lie by Rachel Branton Read Free Book Online Page B

on the car of the target yesterday, which must have happened sometime before he’d met her to give her the picture of Blaine Cooper, but there was no indication of where the note had been left.
    Busy little man, she thought. That made her wonder how many scams he might be running. He’d never mentioned anyone else who did what she did for him, but maybe there were others, or at least her male counterpart. Lenny was obviously profiting more than she was turning over to him. He drove a red Jaguar sports car that made her Sebring look like it came from a junkyard, he lived in one of the better apartments on the north side of Phoenix, his clothes were always new and in style, and the gold jewelry he wore was real. Everything was top notch—except those two rotten teeth which she knew he’d never fixed due to a fear of needles.
    She skipped the page with details of the adoption and the birth parent’s current family, focusing on anything that might identify what Lenny planned to do next. Interesting that it was a woman he was targeting this time. Usually the marks were men who’d been married at the time of the birth, and their families knew nothing about the affair. She’d begun wondering if Lenny was reuniting a majority of his clients with their birth mothers and at the same time blackmailing the birth fathers. This case was where the woman’s current husband knew nothing about the child or her past. How did Lenny determine that anyway? Did he question extended family? Bug their houses? Maybe she didn’t want to know.
    Makay shut the file, hardening her resolve. The details didn’t really matter. The targets were all liars, and she would do what she had to do. She was in motion before she knew it, sprinting from the library toward her car. She put the top down and drove fast, letting the wind whip her hair into more of a frenzy and dry the frustrated tears that threatened in her eyes every time she thought about her situation with Lenny. At a stoplight, she dialed his number and put in an earbud.
    “Hello?” Lenny said into the phone.
    “Put me on a different project.”
    He hesitated an unusual second before hesitating. “Why?”
    “Because I hate hitting up women.”
    “This has you written all over it.”
    “Please. I know you have others working for you.” It was worth a shot.
    “No.”
    “Has she replied to the note?” The light turned green, and Makay moved forward.
    “That’s none of your business. Look, I have an appointment that I can’t miss and I still have to take a shower, so go and have your conscience attack by yourself. I’ll contact you in a few days with more information. I’m pretty sure you’ll have to do a phone conversation on this one. The woman is a particular bitch. Now be a good girl and go get a drink or something. You should have enough of my money left to do that.” He hung up, but that was all she’d needed. The shower business meant he was still home.
    She made it outside Lenny’s apartment in time to see him drive his Jag from the parking lot. Hopefully, he wouldn’t be going far. She’d put up the convertible top so she’d be less noticeable, but he drove past her without even glancing her way. She snapped a picture and followed him into traffic.
    He drove to Life Time Fitness in northeastern Phoenix. She glanced at the time on her phone before following him into the parking lot, leaving several car lengths between them. In the next ten minutes she’d have to leave for IHOP if she wanted to keep her job. Pulling into a parking place closest to the road, she watched as he slowly edged his Jag around to the next row of cars. What was he doing? She took another picture.
    He turned down another aisle and finally pulled into a parking spot. Exiting the car, he began striding toward the gym. She studied him through the camera, zooming up so she could see him better. She clicked record. The camera wasn’t top model, but it did well enough.
    She almost missed it as he