Two Can Play (Celeste and Dominic) novel Chapter 657

TASHA

"That is not me." The words tore out of me before I even knew I was going to say them. "I never took these pictures. They're not real. This cannot be happening to me. What exactly is this? What app is this?"

Agent Frost stared at me for a long, quiet moment, the kind of stare that made me feel like a receipt he was checking for forgery. I squirmed under it.

"You really didn't know your profile was here?" His head tilted. "Because if someone created it for you without your consent, then you're in very serious trouble."

"Serious trouble? I'm already in serious trouble. You were about to arrest me two minutes ago."

"The app is called Sexy Birdies." He took out his phone from his pocket and stared at it again. "And you're currently giving out a discount."

My brow furrowed. "What does that mean?"

He sighed, the sigh of a man who wished he didn't have to spell everything out. "Your actual price for a session is fifteen hundred dollars. You're currently running a ninety percent off discount. So for the next six days, anyone can have you in this bed for a hundred and fifty dollars.

I'm pretty sure a lot of men are lining up right now to be the next ones to have sex with you."

He pocketed the phone again. "But how are you going to fulfill your commitments to them if you're in jail? Tell me the whole truth, Stacy. And tell me everything you know about Big Bryan. I'll reconsider arresting you if you turn out to be useful to me."

Dread swallowed me whole.

A hundred and fifty dollars. Something that was supposedly worth fifteen hundred, suddenly a hundred and fifty. I did the math and the math made me want to vomit. Ninety percent off meant everybody. Every Tom, Dick, and Harry with a hundred and fifty dollars and a decent internet connection would be lining up for me like I was a giant loaf of bread in a bakery having a clearance sale.

I would have thought the officer was lying to me if I hadn't seen it on the screen with my own eyes. At first I couldn't even figure out what the discount meant. But thinking about it now, thinking about the cruelty of it, Big Bryan really lived up to his reputation as a monster. He hadn't just trapped me. He'd put me on sale. He'd slapped a clearance sticker on my life.

No more excuses. No more hiding. I had to come clean to Sparrow and Scarlett. No matter how ashamed I felt. No matter how much it would hurt Scarlett. No matter how furious Sparrow would be with me. Anything was better than what Big Bryan had in store for me.

But first, I had to get this man to let me go. And the only currency he accepted was the truth. At least the truth about myself.

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