I looked up at the window where his office light had just turned on. They were about to destroy him and I couldn't just sit back and watch.
I tore out of Caleb’s house like my heels were on fire, heart pounding with a chaos I couldn’t name. One of his sleek black cars was parked just outside the gate. I didn’t even hesitate. I wrenched the door open, slid into the back seat, and barked, "Take me to the hotel. Now."
The driver didn’t ask questions. Smart man.
Los Angeles blurred past the tinted windows as we tore down Mulholland, the glittering lights of the city stretching wide beneath the hills. It should have calmed me, but my mind wouldn’t stop racing. Realization was hitting me at full force as I ran through Caleb's confession to me. How he claimed everything he’d done, all the manipulation, the stalking, the mind games, were because of his love for me. It was such a fucked-up situation. And then everything I'd heard Emir Killic say. He was planning on destroying his own flesh and blood. The one man who had protected his name for all these years. The man who killed my Jinx.
I had to warn Killic, but I needed the proof in my hands before I approached him.
As soon as I reached the hotel, I kicked off my heels, peeled off the tight gold dress, and threw on a silk robe before grabbing my burner. My fingers flew across the screen as I punched in Roulette’s number. Obsidian joined a second later, her face illuminated by the glow of a dozen monitors behind her.
"I hope you have a good reason for waking me up at this goddamn hour," Rhea muttered, her eyes bloodshot but alert. Paramore’s head popped into view behind her, tousled and sleepy.
"He said it," I breathed, pacing the length of the suite, unable to keep still. "He told me everything."
"Who?" Rhea demanded. "Caleb?"
I nodded. "He confessed, Rhea. That he’s been behind all of it. The stalking. The sabotage. But also..."
"Don’t say it," she growled.
"He said it was all for me, Rhea. That he did it because he loves me."
"You didn't believe him, did you?"
I don't know what to believe. But I don't think he was lying to me. You had to see his face."
"Did you fuck him, Stephanie?"
"Rhea..."
Rhea blinked, her mouth parting in stunned disbelief. "Are you insane!"
"Maybe," I snapped. "But this just got bigger than me, than him!"
"How much bigger?" Paramore asked.
"I know who did the hit on Jinx. It wasn't Caleb."
"Then who was it?" Obsidian chimed in.
"Emir Killic, Caleb's grandfather, was the one who killed her."
That shut everyone up. Even Obsidian sat back, eyes wide.
"Caleb said Emir did it to send a message," I continued, voice sharp now, all heat and fury. "To make me bleed for going against him. And now that bastard’s setting Caleb up to destroy him."
Rhea leaned in, dark eyes blazing. "I'm going to regret this, aren't I?"
"Possibly. Just know you're doing this for me."
"Fuck. Me." She swept her hand across her brow in frustration.
"Obsidian, did you break into that laptop yet?"
She nodded slowly. "I did. But you’re not gonna like what I found. Emir’s been planting shit for months. Fake transfers. Hidden files. It looks like Caleb’s been laundering cartel money through shell corps in Dubai.
"And?" I prompted.
