Chapter 92. Destroying His Relationship

“What?” I choked out.

“That was not the last time something like that happened.” Colt’s hand moved to take mine now as my jaw hung uselessly. 

“Quiver’s corporation, Dad’s legacy,” he grinned darkly, “Is Dean’s god, and no one is too precious to sacrifice to this ever demanding god. Other people have had the same experience as me over the years, people who came too close to him or to me.”

My eyes widened in understanding.

“Is that what you were protecting me from in senior year?” I gasped.

But he did respond. He stood up, and walked downstairs.

When he returned, he had his computer in hand. “Take a look at this,” he said, opening the computer.

I stared into the computer, watching a video much worse than what my private investigator had dug up.

“Dean’s got damning videos of many important people, and has them all on a leash.”

I shook my head, moving away from the computer in disgust, “He sends people to get raped and then blackmails