Chapter 128

Harper's POV

He tips the case over, and a handful of USB sticks tumble out across the table, clicking like teeth as they scatter.

I feel like I’m going to throw up. This can't be fucking real, there's no way this is happening, there's no way this is real. This case has been up there for ages, why did I never get it down sooner?

“You’ve got a big voyeur fetish, don’t you Mark?” Theo says with a grin, crouching beside the mess like he’s browsing a pile of DVDs.

I shoot him a sharp look. “Really, Theo?”

“What?” he says innocently. “I’m just making an observation. The man’s practically a documentary filmmaker.”

“This can’t be real,” I whisper, still staring at the photos in my hand.

“Oh, it’s real,” Theo murmurs, leaning ove