My name is Brant Colton. I'm a blackmailer -- a good one -- and I make no apologies for my chosen career.<br><br>One evening, at a very private club I belong to, I spotted a young man who piqued my interest. Why? Because he, Lorne Raynell, wasn't taking advantage of what the club had to offer. It took time, but I finally found out why. He was intent on finding out who murdered his brother.<br><br>The rest, as they say, is history. Our history.

Everyone Has Secrets

“What if someone cued in Mr. Thorne, my boss, that I’m a ringer?”


“Not happening. You’d be dead before you could get out of there,” Gavin replied, shaking his head.


Lorne was a bit more adamant. “There’s no way in hell we’ll let you set that up. I mean it, Brant. He’s right, they’d kill you the same way they did Kyler.”


“I’m not planning on going out on a tenth-story balcony,” I said with a brief smile. “Besides, the motel is only two stories.”


“That’s not funny,” Lorne muttered.


“I know. Sorry. The thing is, I don’t think they would kill me. Not until they found out who sent me. Idoubt they’d even come after me at the Rotunda. They’d wait and waylay me somewhere else, like on my way back to our motel.”


“I disagree,” Gavin said. “They have the perfect place there to interrogate you, if the kid last night was telling the truth, which I think he was. The suites are soundproof.”


Chapter 35