Chapter 59

“No.” The man was an idiot. “We want this to look like her boyfriend went crazy and cut her up, not that he spent hours torturing her.”

A soft sigh from deep in Delilah’s throat had him whirling back to face her. “What the fuck…”

She was smiling as the light in her eyes faded.

“Goddammit!”

“I’ll tell you something,” Deuce said as he wiped his knife blade on the bedspread and put it away. “She was either one loyal broad, or she really didn’t know where the Van Orden bitch is.”

Eric growled at him, even more annoyed when that didn’t seem to impress Deuce.

“What now?” the assassin asked.

“Untie her. I’ve got to search the condo. Maybe I can find something pertinent.” He had an idea where he might find what he was looking for.

“No, I meant who do we blame this on?” He jerked a thumb toward the whore.

Eric wasn’t stupid, He could see Deuce was getting… concerned.

“Don’t worry about it.”

“Y’see, that’s the thing, I tend to worry about stuff like that.”