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

My visit with him ended with his giving me a list of exercises my fingers. “Don’t try to push past the initial pain,” he cautioned. “Not if you want to regain the mobility in them you had before your accident.” As with everyone else who’d asked, I had told him the injury was due to an auto accident. I didn’t think he needed, or probably wanted to know the real cause.


I left his office more than a few dollars poorer, because I didn’t have insurance. I planned to make that money back, and a hell of a lot more. That is if I could find some dirt on Dr. Vane which would give me more leverage than just telling him I would let the world know how he was scamming the indigent people who came to him for what they thought would be decent medical care.


Chapter 46