Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82973 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82973 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
“We’ll release the video,” Madison threatened.
Matt nodded. “We have multiple copies.”
Jack sent him a regretful stare. “Yours are gone. Someone broke into your house day before yesterday, ransacked the place, and took most of your electronics.”
Matt fumed at having his space violated by this prick. Todd’s smug expression told him exactly where to lay the blame. Still, Jack had a copy—not that the crafty Cajun was advertising for obvious reasons. And Madison still had the original in her backpack.
“I can take any others, too,” Todd assured. “Besides, if you think Grandad can’t buy off the press and strong-arm social media companies into suppressing this story, spinning it as the vengeful ex-wife vomiting BS and the like, you haven’t been paying attention these last couple of years.”
The threat hit Madison like a body blow. Matt felt her jolt. He wrapped his arm around her for support.
“It’s incontrovertible proof, asshole, the kind you can’t squirm out of,” he snarled at Todd. And the Pershings wouldn’t be negotiating at all if they weren’t at least a little bit worried.
“Wouldn’t you look pretty in prison?” One-Mile quipped.
Todd scowled at him like he was a speck of shit on his shoe. “Fuck you, loser.”
“Madison is not going anywhere alone with you,” Matt insisted. “After you fucking tried to kill her, I won’t let her out of my sight for even a minute, much less months.”
Deke grimaced. “I raised the same concern, but—”
“I’ve given you my offer.” Todd approached Madison, grabbed her wrist, and slid her wedding ring back on her finger. “Take it, and you’ll get a divorce…eventually. Leave it, and I’ll destroy you both.”