“You were passed out,” I said.

“I could’ve slept it off here, and we’d be fucking right about now.”

Oddly, her words had no effect on me. She was hot, no doubt, but my dreams had been filled with another woman.

A woman I planned to seduce, but who I didn’t realize I actually wanted…until now.

Yeah, I’d have seduced her anyway, but now, I actually craved her.

“I’m afraid our ship has sailed, Nieves.”

“Has it?” she said. “Because I might be willing to part with some interesting information. For the right price.”

“If the right price is a romp in my bed, I’m afraid I’ll have to pass.”

She smiled. “You do drive a hard bargain, but I’m willing to settle for cash.”

Cash I had, and plenty of it. “What do you know?”

“Uh-uh. I need to see the cash first.”

“Nieves, you know cash isn’t an issue for me. Give me what you’ve got, and I’ll decide if it’s worth anything.”

Nieves did have information. Somehow, she’d known about my father’s death before it actually happened, according to her sister and to forensics on the scene.

She’d also known before Rock had.

None of us were exactly sure how she and Leta were involved, but I had a suspicion it had to do with money.

Not so much a suspicion. More like I knew damned well it had to do with money. I just didn’t know how.

“This isn’t how it words, Reid,” she said. “I’m not a fool.”

“No, just a mercenary. I can respect that.” No lie there. Money was money.

She looked great, especially for someone who was most likely twelve shades of hungover. Which meant either she had a great hangover remedy or she just looked that good all the time.

Probably the latter. The Romero sisters were hotness personified. I’d been into it last night. What was wrong with me this morning?

“Then we understand each other,” she said.

“Do we? Because if you think I’m handing you any money before you tell me anything, you can think again.”

“Fine.” She smiled seductively. “I’ll give you a hint.”

“I’m listening.”

“When Rock and I dated, I came across something at his place. Something I never told him about.”

“And…?”

“That’s it. You want to know the rest? You pay.”

“For all I know you could have found a dead mouse and disposed of it without telling him. That would fit your current narrative.”

“You really think I’d fuck with you like that?”

“Already I know you weren’t above keeping something from my brother. So yeah, I think you’d fuck with anyone for a buck.”

She let out a short laugh. “You’re the one who called me mercenary.”