Treacherous Secrets novel Chapter 45

"So what are you going to do? Shoot me?" Damon asked. "What purposes will that serve? You'll just end up in jail."

"No, I'm not going to shoot you," she said with a sweet smile. "You are going to write a suicide note confessing to murdering that scum of the earth Kenton Jenkins and Francis Connor Chase, your lover and then you are going to shoot yourself."

"You are out of your mind," Damon said.

Cecelia began laughing hysterically then stopped suddenly. "Yes, I am."

"You won't get away with this," Damon insisted.

"Sure I will," Cecelia said. "I'm a very good actress and I'm very convincing, aren't I honey." She moved over by Junior and kissed him on the forehead. "Even Kenton, master of all lies bought into my game. He thought he was in control of our little side business." She laughed, "I killed that stupid son-of-a-bitch when I found out he was blackmailing Frank, threatening to tell Frank's dad about their little excursions. Daddy Chase would have cut Frank off, which means he would have cut me off, so I had to nip that problem, but I had to get Kenton to trust me first. Apparently, he's very trusting of the people he fucks."

"But, I thought you were all about God and Jesus and being a perfect Christian," Damon said, trying ease to away.

Cecelia laughed bitterly and looked at her dad who was laughing, too. "Yes, I was a perfect Christian. Perfect at getting people to donate to our causes, just like Kenton was perfect at getting people to invest in fake property deals. Of course we are our own cause." She laughed again. "All our charities are owned by us. And Kenton was a good swindler. He made us a lot of money, but he just couldn't keep his dick in his pants." She shoved Frank hard making him and his chair fall to the ground.

"What are you talking about? Kenton didn't work for you, he worked for Morgan Chase," Damon said. He could feel the sweat running down his back.

Cecelia laughed again. "No, he really worked for us," she said pointing to her dad. "We own most of the properties Morgan Chase has bought in the last five years, under a corporate name of course. I recruited Kenton when I figured out what a greedy bastard he was. Didn't you ever wonder why this strip mined land deal was so difficult to close?"

Damon nodded, "It should have been an easy deal."

"Yeah, but Walter didn't want to pay what we wanted for it. That's why we had to create some problems for him. We knew he really wanted the land bad because he knew he could make a lot of money on the resort, but he wanted to buy the land for pennies. Kenton built up the deal, made the land out to be worth more than it was, got more people to invest in the deal, sweeten the pot for us because he would get a cut of our deal, as well as get a cut from Chase when the resort sold later. But, he had to start messing with my husband. We knew Kenton was gay. We didn't give a shit about that. I wouldn't have given a shit about him fucking Frank, except when he wasn't getting as much money as he thought he should, he started threatening to go to Walter."

Damon shook his head, confused. "I'm lost here. How'd you end up married to Frank if you aren't a real Christian and are basically a thief?"

Cecelia was suddenly in front of Damon with the gun in his face. "You're just lucky I have a plan or you'd be dead where you stand."

The drive to the gated community of Woodmont was on the far eastern side of Nashville and took about an hour to get to in the later afternoon Nashville rush hour. Janice parked outside the gated community.Harold convinced the Chief they were onto something with this thing about Damon and Frank Chase and got him to call security at the condos and make arrangements for them to get in. The security guy came to the gate and opened it for them. He held out his hand to Harold as he walked up to them. "Ted Sparks."

"Detective Harold Jones," Harold said, pointing at himself and then at Janice, "Detective Janice Carter.

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