Chapter 26

“You didn’t answer your phone and were not at work,” Caleb replied smoothly.

“Yeah. The staff takes messages. I trained them myself never to indicate a member’s presence or absence. You just lied. I want you out of here, now, and don’t come back,” Jim shouted.

“The little pouf has fangs,” Caleb laughed. Bear and Reed moved toward Caleb. Brian grabbed Bear’s arm.

“Bear, Reed—stop,” Jim shouted. “That’s what he wants. Caleb, get the fuck out of here. I can’t prove it, but I know you killed Matilda. You are a jealous, sick fuck. If you come anywhere near me, I’ll call the cops.”

“As if the cops would believe a rent boy over a Princeton Professor. Think on it, you little shit, why would the police believe I fucked with your cat? Why would they believe I fucked you? Maybe that’s why I haven’t, slave boy. I haven’t fucked you. I wouldn’t fuck you with his dick.” Caleb pointed to Reed and turned on his heel and headed down the porch steps to his car.