on something that changed everything.” He smiled, but not a nice smile. “That’s right. I checked you out. With all those barely legal women you dated, I knew you were a sick bastard, and I wanted to find out just how sick before getting into more business with you. Using the exact same software you helped me finance when we first met, I hacked into your computer. I went through some of your old emails, and imagine my surprise when I found an email from just before the accident confirming a meeting with your mysterious Saudi... and you offering him the use of one of your Bentleys for his stay. I dug deeper, and there it was, right in front of me: an email from him thanking you for the ‘clean up’. It didn’t take much deduction to figure out he was the driver who’d killed Camille, and you’d helped with the cover-up.”
I’d been right. Sort of. Howard had been involved with Camille’s death. I just hadn’t realized that Gavin had known already.
“The problem was, I’d gotten the information under less than legal circumstances, and the emails were vague enough that I knew that by themselves, they wouldn’t be enough evidence. I needed more, but I couldn’t find much else.” Gavin continued, “I knew I had to gain your trust and get the name of your Saudi guy. Unfortunately, you were good enough to keep your sex-trafficking business with Abdulla under wraps. I had no idea what you were really doing, what you were using me to do, finding women with your ‘desired personality traits’.”
My stomach twisted as I realized what his words meant. He hadn’t known the truth. He wasn’t a part of selling these girls. Then it hit me. Howard had known I was in his office from moment one. What he’d said about Gavin grooming me had been a lie. Gavin might have been using Howard’s attraction to me to get closer to Howard, but he hadn’t been grooming me for Howard’s twisted enterprise.
His voice was thick with disgust and contempt. “I’d thought you were a horny old bastard who liked them barely legal, but when Carrie couldn’t find any information about some of the girls, I got suspicious. A couple days ago, I did some more digging into your files, and this time, I struck gold.”
I startled when he said my name, but neither he nor Howard looked at me.
“I found the location of one of the girls. Wouldn’t you know, Melissa was in Miami, stashed in a cheap motel, far from your mansion. She was being prepared for a ‘shipment’. The digging also finally led me to your dark secret. It was right there in your files. Every single detail about all the women. Their locations, what you had them do for you. The only thing still missing was the name of your Saudi connection.”
Howard looked furious, but that could’ve been because his face was starting to turn red from lack of oxygen.
“I flew into Miami early Friday and met up with Melissa. I had to warn her about your plans abroad for her. She had no idea, and told me everything. How you’d made her dependent on drugs and slowly introduced her to the degrading work of servicing your perverted clients. Now, she’s talking to the cops, the FBI, Interpol, and whoever else wants a piece of your ass.” The triumphant note in Gavin’s voice was impossible to miss. “I’m sure they’ll be coming for you soon, but I’m glad she didn’t have your partner’s name. He’s mine now.”
Gavin had saved the girl that hadn’t shown up at the airport. The one that was supposed to be sent to Saudi Arabia. The news hit me hard enough to make me catch my breath. Even if he’d used Howard’s interest in me to try to get on the inside, I couldn’t hate him, not when he’d risked everything to rescue this girl. Saving her could have resulted in him never finding out the name of the man who’d killed Camille, but he’d done it anyway. The man I’d fallen for wasn’t all an act.
“As for you.” Gavin’s voice lowered to a near growl. “I was