You Don't Have To Worry About Me

Collin didn't have to share any details with this news hound. The identity fraud was sensational enough. It wasn't his business to dig into Elle's life and display her pain to the world. 

Hunter mulled this over. "Hmm…this could be the news of the year around here. I assume you'll want to look over the article before I publish it."

"Yes. You won't get paid unless I'm satisfied." 

"Fine by me. I can get pictures of Elizabeth Bonner no problem but I'm assuming you'll want to stage the ones of you and your fiancée personally. The two of you will need to be out and about but I'll make it look candid."

That was exactly what Collin had hoped for. "I'll email you the details about where we'll be tomorrow night around seven." 

Hunter grinned wickedly. "Excellent. Nice doing business with you."