Contents ( 300)
- The Sin Trilogy
- Meghan March
- Contents
- Note From The Author
- Richer Than Sin
- About Richer Than Sin
- Prologue
- Lincoln
- One
- Lincoln
- Two
- Lincoln
- Three
- Whitney
- Four
- Whitney
- Five
- Lincoln
- Six
- Whitney
- Seven
- Whitney
- Eight
- Lincoln
- Nine
- Whitney
- Ten
- Whitney
- Eleven
- Lincoln
- Twelve
- Whitney
- Thirteen
- Lincoln
- Fourteen
- Lincoln
- Fifteen
- Whitney
- Sixteen
- Whitney
- Seventeen
- Whitney
- Eighteen
- Whitney
- Nineteen
- Lincoln
- Twenty
- Whitney
- Twenty-One
- Whitney
- Twenty-Two
- Whitney
- Twenty-Three
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Four
- Whitney
- Twenty-Five
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Six
- Whitney
- Twenty-Seven
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Eight
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Nine
- Whitney
- Thirty
- Lincoln
- Thirty-One
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Two
- Whitney
- Thirty-Three
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Four
- Whitney
- Thirty-Five
- Whitney
- Thirty-Six
- Whitney
- Thirty-Seven
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Eight
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Nine
- Whitney
- Forty
- Whitney
- Forty-One
- Lincoln
- Forty-Two
- Whitney
- Forty-Three
- Whitney
- Forty-Four
- Whitney
- Forty-Five
- Lincoln
- Forty-Six
- Whitney
- Forty-Seven
- Lincoln
- Forty-Eight
- Whitney
- Forty-Nine
- Lincoln
- Fifty
- Whitney
- Fifty-One
- Lincoln
- Fifty-Two
- Whitney
- Fifty-Three
- Whitney
- Fifty-Four
- Lincoln
- Guilty As Sin
- About Guilty As Sin
- One
- Whitney
- Two
- Lincoln
- Three
- Whitney
- Four
- Whitney
- Five
- Lincoln
- Six
- Whitney
- Seven
- Whitney
- Eight
- Lincoln
- Nine
- Whitney
- Ten
- Whitney
- Eleven
- Lincoln
- Twelve
- Whitney
- Thirteen
- Whitney
- Fourteen
- Whitney
- Fifteen
- Lincoln
- Sixteen
- Lincoln
- Seventeen
- Whitney
- Eighteen
- Whitney
- Nineteen
- Lincoln
- Twenty
- Whitney
- Twenty-One
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Two
- Whitney
- Twenty-Three
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Four
- Whitney
- Twenty-Five
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Six
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Seven
- Whitney
- Twenty-Eight
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Nine
- Whitney
- Thirty
- Lincoln
- Thirty-One
- Whitney
- Thirty-Two
- Whitney
- Thirty-Three
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Four
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Five
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Six
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Seven
- Whitney
- Thirty-Eight
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Nine
- Whitney
- Forty
- Lincoln
- Forty-One
- Whitney
- Forty-Two
- Lincoln
- Forty-Three
- Whitney
- Forty-Four
- Lincoln
- Forty-Five
- Whitney
- Forty-Six
- Lincoln
- Forty-Seven
- Lincoln
- Forty-Eight
- Whitney
- Forty-Nine
- Lincoln
- Fifty
- Whitney
- Fifty-One
- Lincoln
- Fifty-Two
- Whitney
- Fifty-Three
- Whitney
- Fifty-Four
- Lincoln
- Fifty-Five
- Whitney
- Reveling In Sin
- About Reveling in Sin
- One
- Whitney
- Two
- Whitney
- Three
- Lincoln
- Four
- Whitney
- Five
- Lincoln
- Six
- Whitney
- Seven
- Lincoln
- Eight
- Whitney
- Nine
- Lincoln
- Ten
- Whitney
- Eleven
- Lincoln
- Twelve
- Whitney
- Thirteen
- Lincoln
- Fourteen
- Whitney
- Fifteen
- Lincoln
- Sixteen
- Whitney
- Seventeen
- Lincoln
- Eighteen
- Whitney
- Nineteen
- Lincoln
- Twenty
- Whitney
- Twenty-One
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Two
- Whitney
- Twenty-Three
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Four
- Whitney
- Twenty-Five
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Six
- Whitney
- Twenty-Seven
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Eight
- Whitney
- Twenty-Nine
- Whitney
- Thirty
- Lincoln
- Thirty-One
- Whitney
- Thirty-Two
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Three
- Whitney
- Thirty-Four
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Five
- Whitney
“I’m standing in front of Aunt Jackie’s house, and there’s a guy here who just told me one hell of a story about what’s been going on with the family that no one else bothered to mention. Where the hell are Jackie and the twins?”
Well, that answers my question.
“Aunt Jackie, Karma, and her kids are staying at The Gables right now. Cricket is with her fiancé.”
“And where are you?”
Whitney swallows, and I know she’s not looking forward to breaking the news to her brother. She glances at me as she straightens in her seat.
“I’m at the Riscoff estate.”
Asa doesn’t answer for several moments, and when he does, his tone is tight. “Jesus fucking Christ. You better tell them to let me in, because I’m on my way.”
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Whitney
“I don’t want to be here either, but you better show me where my sister is.”
Asa’s voice booming from the front door is impossible to miss, even though I can’t see him from the entrance to the library.
“I apologize in advance if this turns into a mess,” I say to Lincoln. Asa can be a loose cannon, and I can only imagine what he’s going to say now.
Lincoln squeezes my hand. “He’s a good brother. I can respect that.”
The last time I saw Asa was in LA three days after Ricky died. The fact that he’s only now showing up in Gable doesn’t surprise me. Asa is often cut off from communication and news from the civilian world as part of his job.
What that job is exactly, I don’t know and he won’t tell me. He was only in LA for a few hours, because that’s all the time he could spare from whatever he was working on. He offered me money, but I turned it down out of pride and told him Ricky left me plenty. When he finds out I lied to him, it’s not going to be pretty.
Lincoln and I head for the foyer and meet Asa.
“Fucking hell, Whit. You’ve got a lot of goddamn explaining to do.” He strides toward me and scoops me up in his arms in a hug.
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about any of this. I figured you were way too busy.”
“I’m never too busy for my family. Ever. It might take me a few days to get back to you, but it’s not because I want it that way. I heard the news. What a fucking mess. There’s no way Ricky was really a Riscoff. No fucking way,” my brother says quietly. “I don’t believe it. He never said a word. And then his mom . . .”
It’s easy to forget that Asa and Ricky were friends for years, especially when my memory of Ricky has morphed into something so different.
“I’m so sorry about Renee,” I tell my brother. “I know you knew her . . . before.”
“She was batshit crazy from day one. Definitely crazy enough to make up a story like this. I don’t think there’s a chance in hell it’s true, though,” he says.