Because Raelynn hadn’t replied to any of her messages, Lydia couldn’t resist her curiosity. She called instead, unleashing a relentless stream of colorful insults at Christian for half an hour before hesitantly asking, "Big boss, where the hell did you get those compromising pictures of that scumbag? Wait—did you catch him in a hotel during one of your undercover stings?"

Raelynn sighed, exasperated. "Do all of you think this is my doing?"

Over the line, Lydia ...