*Antonio*

I sat back in my chair and looked with satisfaction at the stack of magazines on my desk. They were the physical proof that everything I had worked so hard for over the past year had paid off.

Each one had a blurry photo of Tallon and a headline about his arrest.

I was finally getting everything that I wanted, everything that I deserved.

The family had done a good job of covering it up, so only seedy gossip magazines were running ...