There Is No Devil Sinners Duet Book 2 By Sophie Lark-pdfread

“You might be right,” I say in a conspiratorial tone. “I know one fucked-up
thing about her. My boss won’t let me print it, which is a fuckin’ shame.”
Randall can’t resist this. He leans forward on his knees, too, piggy eyes
glittering.
Everybody loves a secret.
“What is it?”
I look around as if making sure nobody can hear us. I already made damn
sure this booth in the corner was out of sight, but it gives the proper effect.
“Guess Mara needed some cash a while back. She filmed a porn.”
“She did?”
Randall’s trying to play it cool, but I hear his breath catch. I see the way his
thick hand clenches around his beer bottle.
“Yeah. Some nasty, dirty shit. She bought it back from the studio, doesn’t
want anybody getting their hands on it, but you know the internet never
forgets.”
“You found it?”
I grin, molars grinding in the back. “You’re damn right I did.”
Now I sit back, triumphant, sipping my own drink. Waiting for what I know
is certain to follow.
Another long silence from Randall. Then the low, urgent mutter, “You think
you could send that to me?”
“I’ve got it on a flash drive back at the hotel.” I take another drink of my
beer, letting him squirm. Watching the flush rise up his neck. Then I put out
the real lure: the one he can’t possibly resist. “Some crazy shit in some kinda
schoolgirl outfit …”
He needs it now. He has to have it.
“You can send me a copy, can’t you?”