All Chapters of Awakened For Sin: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Lizzy's POVNathan had picked the booth himself, farthest from the window, back to the wall, clear sightline to both exits."Wire's live," he murmured against my ear as he adjusted my collar, making sure to hide the mic from view. "Blake and I hear everything. You get uncomfortable, you say the word ivory, and I'm through that door in four seconds. We will let you know if we see Richard at all, and if we tell you to hightail it out the back door, do you understand me? It's already cleared with the staff, and one of my men has been stationed near the back door. He will not let Richard follow you.""Ivory," I repeated. "Should I salute you now or say aye, aye, captain? I'm not sure if it's warranted.""No. Nathan would do." A smile played over his lips. "Blake is already having a heart attack over your safety. Just do as you're told and everyone walks away happy."I couldn't help the grin. Blake had been sent to the van out front because he'd been pacing the floor, driving Nathan nuts.

Blake's POVOn the drive home after Nathan had dropped them at their car three streets from the coffee house, Lizzy stared out the passenger window while I navigated through the afternoon traffic. Nathan was all set to give Gemma the bugs tomorrow. Nathan had admitted getting Richard to confess was their best bet to get him charged. But that was unlikely to happen. Gemma's testimony would have to be enough."You hungry?" I asked as we passed the little dumpling place near home. I had given Ana the week off until we sorted a few things out, I didn't need her overhearing conversations between us.She nodded without looking away from the window.I pulled over, asked her what she wanted, then headed into the Golden Dragon. Pork and chive dumplings, extra sauce on the side. I got the same.Back at the penthouse, I dished up the dumplings while Lizzy sat at the kitchen island, still in that same distant mood. She picked at her food, moving the dumplings around her plate more than eating the

Lizzy's POVI had my phone propped against the dash, watching Gemma make her way through my old hallway. I didn't realize how this would make me feel."God, I hate this house," I muttered under my breath.Nathan didn't look up from his laptop. "What?""Nothing important. I was just saying their decor sucks.""Hmm." Completely uninterested in how the house looked. Nathan was focused on planting the bug and video in Richard's office.I changed positions again. The back of the van was uncomfortable, because it was a work van made to fit in anywhere. I'd watched enough crime TV, who would have guessed I'd be starring in my own? Just showed I'd never make it in law enforcement. The nerves were getting to me, and Gemma hadn't even made it to Richard's office yet.Blake had hated leaving me to do this without him, but we'd agreed it would look suspicious if he took another day off so soon. Melissa wasn't stupid and would be watching his every move, and we couldn't risk her feeding information

Lizzy's POVFriday morning, I carried two cups of coffee into Blake's home office where Nathan had set up his surveillance equipment. His own office downtown had been too risky, too close to Melissa, who'd been watching Blake's movements like a hawk. As far as everyone at the company knew, Nathan had taken emergency leave for a family matter.The office looked like something out of a spy movie. Multiple monitors lined the desk, each showing different camera feeds. The camera in Richard's office transmitted crystal-clear images. Nathan was going through the footage from last night on one screen while having the live feed on the other."Coffee," I said, setting a mug beside his keyboard."Thanks." He didn't look up from the screen, his eyes bloodshot and ringed with exhaustion. "You should see this. He's been on the phone non-stop since Gemma left. Leaving her increasingly hostile voicemails. He has so much going on he hasn't even noticed the files in the top drawer are missing yet.""W

Blake's POVWhen I walked through the door that night, I found Nathan and Lizzy huddled over the monitors in my office. I could sense without being told that something had happened."Blake, glad you're home." Nathan said, standing as I walked in. "You need to hear this."For the next twenty minutes, I listened to the recordings. His rage at discovering the missing files. And then, the phone call that made my blood run cold. Richard Jones really didn't have any principles. Human life meant nothing to him if it got in the way of him doing business. I was now pleased we were bringing him to his knees."Jesus Christ," I muttered, sinking into the chair beside Lizzy. "We've got him.""We do," Nathan confirmed. "Between the confession, the murder-for-hire, the fraud evidence Gemma grabbed, and her testimony—Richard Jones is done. Orange will look good on him."I reached for Lizzy's hand, squeezing it tight. She had her wish; Richard was going to be charged with her murder. It had all come to