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people learned about my state of affairs. You should have seen me, Carter. I even had a tear in my eye.”
    Carter snorted. “Very proud of you, buddy.You’ve always been the better actor.”
    Gavin started to laugh, then winced, holding his right side where he’d been shot. “Anyway, a couple of days after the party, Emma rang me on the number I gave her—the one I usually give when I’m incognito. She wanted to meet me at the Royal National Park. I was too curious to ignore it, so I went.”
    “And that was just plain stupid,” Carter muttered.
    Gavinlifted his brows at him. “Would you have left something that suspicious alone, bro?”
    He sighed. No, he wouldn’t have. He would have done exactly what Gavin had done.
    “So what happened next?” Vera asked.
    “I met up with Emma as planned. She tried to suss me out further and I continued to play dumb, flirty and desperate. My acting was obviously up to scratch, because she told me her plans. Shesaid she knew of a wealthy married woman we could get money from. Her plan was for me to seduce the woman and take hidden videos of us in compromising situations. Then when the time was right, we’d blackmail her.”
    Carter looked at Vera. “Sound familiar?”
    Vera nodded.
    “What do you mean?” Gavin asked.
    “Did Emma mention Tellman Galleries to you at all?” Carter quizzed.
    “Tellman Galleries? No.How are they connected to Emma?”
    “Finish your story and we’ll tell you.”
    “Well, everything was going dandy and Emma was trusting me. She even gave me the name and address of our first would-be victim. She wanted my phone so she could enter her number in it so I gave her my cheap one attached to the number I gave her. Unfortunately, as I handed it to her, my other phone—my personal one—rang.She pulled it out of my pocket herself. The screen said Dad—Gary Redford . I got nervous because I’d told her my surname was Johns. I gave the excuse that Gary was my stepfather, and that I had two phones because it was my mother’s gift to me and I couldn’t sell it even if I wanted to. She seemed satisfied with my explanation and told me to meet her again in three hours at an address she gave me.”

    “I don’t even know why you went, Gavin,” Carter said, glaring at his friend. “You should have reported it straight to the police.”
    “Sure. But I had no idea where she lives and she didn’t end up giving me her phone number. Plus she got me to drive her out of the park and drop her off near the shops, so I didn’t even have a car’s number plates to check. I had nothing that would help the policefind her, so I figured I had to see her again and get you guys a good lead.”
    “And then you got yourself shot.”
    “And then I got myself shot,” Gavin said with a heavy sigh. “So what have you found out so far?”
    “Vera and her previous partner Mark were working on a case with a similar MO over six months ago. Mark was killed while he was investigating.”
    “Killed?”
    Vera nodded. “The case involveda prominent surgeon in her early forties who was well known for her community service and charity work. She was tied up at home and her house robbed. But she couldn’t—or wouldn’t—give any information to the police. But a nosy neighbour had been seeing a handsome man visit the surgeon’s house when the husband was away. Suspecting something juicy happening, this nosy neighbour took a video of theman. Well, the man on the video was Al Jackson, who had a police record for shoplifting. A couple of days later, Mark and I followed a lead that pointed to Jackson hiding out in one of the unused tunnels underneath the city. We saw two men at the location, and they ran away in different directions. I chased after one, and Mark after the other. Turns out my guy was just a homeless man. When I wentto look for Mark I found him dead, along with Jackson. Whoever had shot them used a silencer and was gone when I got there.”
    “I’m sorry to