“I would say he’s not that smart, but he did manage to cover his tracks for years,” I said. “And he kept all of his crimes away from Ellery.”

  “True,” Abby conceded. “But Ellery drained the bank account. How can he not question that?”

  “Yes, but only the joint one,” I said. “As far as he knows, she’s still ignorant about the ones he used for his extortion.”

  Ellery had moved out of their apartment the day after she came by our house. She hadn’t wanted to stay in New York a second longer than needed. According to what she’d told us, she’d also wiped out a good portion of their bank account, saying she’d earned it, and he wouldn’t need it where he was going.

  She hadn’t left the city yet, though, because she didn’t want to leave for the West Coast without knowing he was locked up for the foreseeable future. I couldn’t blame her for that. But even though she was still in New York, the progress she’d made on the satellite space was impressive.

  Abby jumped at the sound of my cell phone ringing. I hadn’t given out my office number, seeing no reason for my administrative staff to know the details of what we were working on.

  I didn’t recognize the number, but I answered anyway. “This is Nathaniel.”

  I listened to the officer, thanked him for the information, and turned to face the wrath of my wife after disconnecting.

  Her hands were on her hips. “You could have answered on speaker.”

  “Yes, I could have,” I conceded. But it could have been bad news, and in that case, I wanted her to hear it from me. Thankfully, it hadn’t been bad news. I smiled at her. “It’s over. They have him.”

  “Thank goodness,” she said. “I hope they lock him up and throw away the key.”

  The worry that there was a video of her from the BDSM club floating out in cyberspace somewhere would always be in the back of her mind. I had feelers out everywhere, just in case, with the hopes of removing it before it came to life. Unfortunately, we both knew the truth was that someone could have recorded us anytime we’d ever played in public. The only difference this time, for worse or better, was that we knew about it. Ours was a lifestyle built on risk. This was only one of them.

  Fortunately, there were many, many benefits as well.

  “Funny.” I opened my desk drawer and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. “I was thinking the same thing.”

  Also by Tara Sue Me

  THE SUBMISSIVE SERIES:

  The Submissive

  The Dominant

  The Training

  The Chalet*

  Seduced by Fire

  The Enticement

  The Collar

  The Exhibitionist

  The Master

  The Exposure

  The Claiming*

  The Flirtation

  Mentor’s Match

  The Mentor & The Master*

  Top Trouble

  Nathaniel’s Gift*

  The Pretender*

  RACK ACADEMY SERIES:

  Master Professor

  Headmaster

  BACHELOR INTERNATIONAL:

  Mister Temptation (Previously published as AMERICAN ASSHOLE)

  Mister Irresistible

  Mister Impossible

  THE DATE DUO:

  The Date Dare

  The Date Deal

  WALL STREET ROYALS:

  FOK

  Big Swinging D

  All or None

  OTHERS:

  Madame President

  Bucked

  Her Last Hello

  Altered Allies (currently unavailable)

  *eNovella

  About the Author

  Even though she graduated with a degree in science, Tara knew she’d never be happy doing anything other than writing. Specifically, writing love stories.

  She started with a racy BDSM story and found she was not quite prepared for the unforeseen impact it would have. Nonetheless, she continued and The Submissive Series novels would go on to be both New York Times and USA Today bestsellers. One of those, THE MASTER, was a 2017 RITA finalist for Best Erotic Romance. Over one million copies of her books have been sold worldwide.

  www.tarasueme.com

 

 

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