Todos los capítulos de Threesome With My Husband And His Brother : Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

They arrested Mason at the airport on a Tuesday.He had a fake passport. The name on it was Daniel Reeves. The photograph was his but the hair was different, darker, and he had grown a beard that changed his face just enough to matter at a glance. It would not have mattered to the two FBI agents waiting at the gate who had been watching his face on a screen for the past three hours.Grace heard about it from Floyd at seven in the morning. She was already awake. She had been awake since five."He's in custody," Floyd said. "Charged with attempted murder, distribution of illegal footage, and fraud. His father posted bail within the hour.""How much?""Ten million."Grace was quiet for a moment. "Of course he did.""He'll have an ankle monitor. Movement restricted to the city. He cannot contact you, Aiden, Lily, Emma, Rachel, or Floyd directly." A pause. "That's the restraining order. It's active as of this morning.""Good," Grace said. And then, because she had learned to say the real t

Torres talked for forty minutes without stopping.Grace listened the way she had trained herself to listen over the past weeks. Not waiting for the part that would upset her. Just taking it in, all of it, building the picture as it came.The Volkov Network, Torres explained, was not the kind of organisation that announced itself. It did not need to. It had been operating across eleven countries for the better part of two decades, moving money through legitimate businesses the way water moves through soil, quietly and completely, leaving almost nothing on the surface to show where it had gone.Luxury real estate. Private aviation. Hospitality. And fashion.Grace's hands were still on the table."Fashion supply chains," Torres said, "are ideal for this kind of operation. High volume, international movement, complex logistics, multiple intermediary companies between production and retail. You can move a significant amount of money alongside a legitimate shipment and if the paperwork is c

Grace did not put the call on speaker.She listened. She kept her face as neutral as she could manage and she listened to every word Sophia said, and when Sophia was finished she thanked her and ended the call and set the phone down on the table face-up.Aiden was watching her."What did she say?" he asked.Grace looked at him carefully. She was not afraid of what Sophia had told her. She had learned, over these past weeks, to separate fear from information. Information was useful. Fear was only useful if it made you move.What she felt right now was something quieter than fear. Something more like the feeling you got when you stepped on a floorboard you had crossed a hundred times and heard it give a sound it had never given before."She said Mason had something on you," Grace said. "Something from before I knew you. A sealed record."The kitchen was very quiet.Outside, the city moved. In here, nothing moved at all."She said she overheard Mason tell someone he was keeping it as lev

Grace called Lily before she did anything else.Three rings. Four. Her chest was doing something tight and mechanical and she breathed through it and waited.Lily answered on the fifth ring, sleep-thick and slightly irritated. "Grace? It's nearly midnight.""I know. Are you in your room?"A pause. The sound of Lily sitting up. She had always been quick to read Grace's voice, even half asleep. "Yes. Why? What's wrong?""Lock your door," Grace said. "Right now. Don't open it for anyone you don't know. I'll explain everything in the morning but I need you to do that first."The sound of movement. A lock clicking."Done," Lily said. Her voice was fully awake now, the irritation gone. "Grace. What happened?""Someone sent a message," Grace said. "It's a threat. It may be nothing — it may just be Mason trying to rattle us — but I'm not taking the risk." She paused. "I love you. Keep the door locked. I'll call Floyd."She hung up before Lily could argue. Then she called Floyd.Floyd had a ca

Lily was sitting on a plastic chair inside the rest stop when they arrived, a paper cup of hot chocolate held in both hands, a female officer beside her who had driven out ahead of them. She stood up the moment Grace came through the door and Grace crossed the room and held her without saying anything at first.Lily was shaking. Not violently. The small, deep trembling of someone whose body was releasing something it had been holding for hours."I'm all right," Lily said into Grace's shoulder. "I'm not hurt. He didn't touch me. He just drove me here and stopped and told me to get out and drive away.""He said nothing else?""He said: tell your sister to stop." Lily pulled back and looked at Grace. Her eyes were red but her voice was steady. She was angry, Grace realised. Underneath the shaking she was furious, and that was the best thing she could have been. "That was it. That was the whole message."Grace looked at her for a long moment. Taking stock. Making sure.Then she said: "You