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Chapters (73)
  1. About EXPLOITED
  2. Copyright
  3. Praise for the novels of Pamela Callow
  4. Dedication
  5. Prologue
  6. Chapter 1
  7. Chapter 2
  8. Chapter 3
  9. Chapter 4
  10. Chapter 5
  11. Chapter 6
  12. Chapter 7
  13. Chapter 8
  14. Chapter 9
  15. Chapter 10
  16. Chapter 11
  17. Chapter 12
  18. Chapter 13
  19. Chapter 14
  20. Chapter 15
  21. Chapter 16
  22. Chapter 17
  23. Chapter 18
  24. Chapter 19
  25. Chapter 20
  26. Chapter 21
  27. Chapter 22
  28. Chapter 23
  29. Chapter 24
  30. Chapter 25
  31. Chapter 26
  32. Chapter 27
  33. Chapter 28
  34. Chapter 29
  35. Chapter 30
  36. Chapter 31
  37. Chapter 32
  38. Chapter 33
  39. Chapter 34
  40. Chapter 35
  41. Chapter 36
  42. Chapter 37
  43. Chapter 38
  44. Chapter 39
  45. Chapter 40
  46. Chapter 41
  47. Chapter 42
  48. Chapter 43
  49. Chapter 44
  50. Chapter 45
  51. Chapter 46
  52. Chapter 47
  53. Chapter 48
  54. Chapter 49
  55. Chapter 50
  56. Chapter 51
  57. Chapter 52
  58. Chapter 53
  59. Chapter 54
  60. Chapter 55
  61. Chapter 56
  62. Chapter 57
  63. Chapter 58
  64. Chapter 59
  65. Chapter 60
  66. Chapter 61
  67. Chapter 62
  68. Chapter 63
  69. Chapter 64
  70. Author’s Note
  71. About the Author
  72. The Kate Lange Thriller Series
  73. Acknowledgments

The bastard hadn’t responded.

WTF!

Didn’t he get Aiden’s text? Why wasn’t he transmitting that money as fast as his greedy little hands could hit ‘send’?

Maybe something had happened to him. Maybe he had been arrested for shooting Leah.

The thought stopped him cold.

He hurriedly loaded an online news website.

In bold red letters, the site announced: BREAKING NEWS: Woman charged with break and enter in MP case.

Shit. Leah had been charged.

Which meant Leah was alive.

And she would talk to the police, he was sure of it.

And if she spoke to the police, then it was only a matter of time before his plan with Tr0lz would be revealed.

Shit, shit, shit.

If she died, it would make everything so much easier.

He stared at the train tracks. What would it take to cause Leah’s death? A simple unplugging of a machine? The kinking of an IV? He had read somewhere that injecting air into a vein could kill you. He was sure he could do that. Needles didn’t bother him.

But how would he get to her? She was under police guard.

He needed information. And the news reports weren’t giving him enough.

Maybe there was an update on the Forum. He logged in. Immediately, Motherdoxxer jumped on him: What’s taking you so long? When are you going to doxx the effer?

He ignored it. The guy was just jealous. He talked the talk, but didn’t walk the walk.

Has WhiteDwarf been online? He knew full well she hadn’t.

haven’t u heard? PillBaby asked. she wuz shot

Oh my God! he responded. Is she going to be okay?

WeepingGelsan says she is hurt pretty bad, Motherdoxxer said. Harry Owen shot her in the chest the mother effer.

How does WeepingGelsan know how bad she’s hurt?

he lives in hali.

PillBaby probably did, too, given she had referenced ‘Hali’, the popular nickname for Halifax.

A suspicion formed in his mind. He had met Leah’s little brother a few times. His name was Jimmy or Joey or something. He was a big Dr. Who fan. In fact, Aiden had watched a Weeping Angels episode with Joey at Leah’s place. He couldn’t believe he hadn’t figured out the connection before.

Okay, he typed. Keep me posted about her. I’ll doxx Harry tonight.

After he pays me half a million dollars, he added silently.

He checked his text messages again. No word from Harry Owen. Stubborn bastard. He might have to nudge Harry out of his inaction with a tweet from @TruthAboutHarry. He logged into Twitter and tweeted: Harry Owen haz a secret. All the sexy details revealed 2nite.

But while he let Harry Owen freak out over Aiden aka @TruthAboutHarry’s latest tweet, he needed to find out Leah’s exact status.