Chapter 38

Chris sat at the desk and put the call on speakerphone before placing the phone by the monitor. “Watch what you say, Ron, we can both hear you.”

“Good to know,” Ron said with a chuckle.

Dylan put his hands on Chris’s shoulders and said, “Where do we begin?”

“Let’s start with the audio file,” Chris said, then double clicked on the file. He sat back in his chair as it loaded.

“She had to talk,” Bart Nolan yelled. “I’m paying her to keep her mouth shut and she talked.”

“Who else would know about this, though?”

Silence.

Nolan said, “She must have gone to the cops before I got to her. She reported that I’d raped her even when she said she wouldn’t for the right amount of money. I bet it was him.”

“You should have let me get him when I had the chance.”

“I wasn’t the one who stopped your story. Talk to your editor. We are totally screwed, you know that?”

The audio stopped.

Dylan rubbed his chin. “That other voice sounds like Richard Kedlin.”