When Tray and I got back into his SUV, I said briskly, “Drive around the corner.” With only a quick look, he did as I said. When he stopped, I murmured, “I’ll be right back. Keep the engine running.”
Tray didn’t say anything as I ran across the street, this time heading towards the alley. Quickly scaling up the side of the building, I threw my leg around one of the windowsills and pulled my body up. Feeling just underneath the frame, I pulled out two pieces of wire and nudged them underneath the window, crisscrossing them. Then I jerked them out, neatly dislocating the window off its frame, just slightly but enough for my finger to get underneath and nudge it upwards. It was one of my tricks. Climbing through, I was in Brian’s room that he kept at the Seven8. Quickly moving to his computer, I booted it up. Working my way through his files, I closed them and shut it down. When Brian would try to get into his computer, he’d find all his files frozen and protected by three passwords.
It was petty. I knew that, but I couldn’t help it. Geeze had shown me once how to do it in case I ever wanted to piss someone off. Of course, I knew Brian would have Geezer figure out what was wrong with it and, of course, Geeze would automatically know it was me, but I didn’t care.
I’ve never been anyone’s damn property.
Stopping just before the window, I froze, catching sight of a bracelet. The moonlight hit it just right, because only a small corner was actually visible. It was hidden underneath a pillow on one of his couches. Taking it out, I saw that it was made of diamonds.
Holy…Where the hell did he get this? I wanted to take it. I knew I shouldn’t, but…holy hell, I wanted to.
I placed it back underneath the pillow.
Before I climbed out the window, I wedged the wires back underneath the frame and climbed out. Shutting the window, I scaled back down.
Darting back across the alley, making sure Ben was currently inside the door, I climbed in the SUV finding Tray sitting patiently.
“We ready to go?” he asked, sounding almost bored.
“Yeah,” I said breathless, thinking back on that bracelet.
*
His phone kept ringing as we drove back to Rawley.
“Why aren’t you answering?”
He kept his eyes on the road. “Because they’re drunk.”
Taking his phone, I looked at it, the name Aidrian was displayed as the phone rang once again. Flipping it open, I answered sweetly, “Hello?”
On the other end was shocked silence, before she yelled, “Who the hell are you?”
“Tray can’t talk right now. He’s too busy fucking me,” I said, grinning. Looking at Tray, I saw him staring at me, showing no reaction other than a slight flicker of amusement in his eyes. “And he’s sooo good,” I moaned into the phone.
There was a twitch at the corner of his mouth.
Aidrian was quiet, but I could hear screeching in the background. “Who is this?” she demanded.
I laughed. “The girl that took your place apparently.” Before I could say anything more, my own phone went off. Hanging up, I answered mine, “Yeah?”
“Girl.” It was Crispin Gentley.
“What do you want, Gentley?” I asked coolly, seeing Tray glance at me intently.
There was a laughing note in his voice when he answered, “You always surprise me, you know.”
“Really?”
“I thought that I missed our little run-ins, now I’m reminded why we kept having those.”
“I took a sneak peek at your file before I left,” I remarked casually. “Imagine my surprise at all your little secrets.”
“And you are such a bitch!”
“I’ve been called worse, Gentley,” I taunted. “Piss me off and I’m sure I can get a look at your daddy’s file. In fact, I’m fairly positive your momma hired a P.I. to get some dirt on daddy dearest…wanna know how I know? You’ll love the irony.” Waiting a moment, hearing silence, I pressed on, “Because he asked me to get your file and his requests didn’t stop there. Oh no, he wanted me to bug your home, your bedroom, your Jeep, and get all of your computer files. Wow, I can see why Stephanie Markus is your Girl Friday. She’s a screamer.”
“Thought you might want to know that I’m going to put your boyfriend in the hospital,” Gentley said harshly.