“We done good, or rather, you did,” Kyle said after they checked the envelopes. One of them had Frye’s name on it. Inside were a set of negatives, and the original photos that went with them. The other envelopes also had photos and negatives, belonging to three more victims.
“We,” Brax replied, smiling at Kyle. “It was your silver tongue that got Ms. Grant talking in the first place.” For a moment, their gazes locked, and Kyle’s pulse pounded, before he quickly turned his attention to the sets of files from the bedroom and office safes.
“I vote we return the blackmail information to the victims, anonymously. The folders should go to the government agencies, relevant to what they contain.”
“Also anonymously,” Brax agreed with a nod, while taking his secure phone out of the desk drawer to
