"Yeah. That would be from the prostitution. He doesn't even know how many she-wolves he has out on the streets." Ethan says. "Going by that amount of money, I'm guessing it's a lot." I say.

"Yeah. It would be." He says. I leaned back against the back of the bed, rubbing my head because I was starting to get a headache from looking at all these files.

"You really should be resting."

"No. I need to figure this out. The sooner this is dealt with, the sooner we can go home." I ...