Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 108636 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 543(@200wpm)___ 435(@250wpm)___ 362(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 108636 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 543(@200wpm)___ 435(@250wpm)___ 362(@300wpm)
But this is a useless conversation where Cap is concerned. He’s convinced something nefarious is going to happen, but he’s a moron when it comes to shit like this. The bastard thinks every life scenario ends with sex. Funerals, business meetings, trips to the fucking grocery store, sex is always a possible outcome for ole Cap.
“You’re getting the PI, right?” I ask, and he tilts his head to the side and smirks like a bastard.
The instant the question leaves my lips, the inklings of regret start to roll around in my stomach. A PI? Really, Trent? She might be a big fucking problem, but isn’t a PI a little over-the-top?
It might be. Okay, it probably is.
But what could it hurt, really? Just because I’ll get the information doesn’t mean I’ll actually do anything with it.
“Is this your way of telling me you’re done here, sweetheart?” Cap asks, and I nod.
“Yep.”
“Consider your dirty work done.” His grin grows wider. “And consider yourself mere weeks away from knowing what pretty little Greer feels like—”
Instantly, I cut him off before he can say any more obnoxious shit. “Goodbye, Cap.”
Without another word, I head for the door, but not without lifting my middle finger over my shoulder.
Cap, however, has one final comment before the door closes behind me.
He’s laughing as he says it, and his voice carries all the way to the other side of the building.
“Sexual destruction in five, four, three, two, one…KABOOM!”