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

The doctor and nurse left, with her promising to be back to give me my meds when Gavin and Lorne were gone.


“Pardon my bluntness, but you look like hell,” Gavin said, pulling up the one chair in the room.


“I’d probably feel like it, too, if I wasn’t medicated,” I replied, avoiding Lorne’s deeply worried gaze by focusing on Gavin. “As it is, it only hurts if I laugh.”


“Not funny. You are going to be all right, aren’t you?” Lorne asked, coming to stand behind Gavin. “I mean, the doctor said you were, but I want to hear it from you.”


“Yeah, I’ll be fine once everything’s healed.” I didn’t tell him what nurse Quinn had said about my hand. While she’d sounded hopeful, I’d believe I could regain full use of it when it happened and not before. Returning my attention to Gavin, I asked, “Did you get everything that was said?”


“You bet. Enough to convict them and Mr. Durant.”


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