Chapter Thirty-Five

The Thief

He watched the firefighters and police from the ridge above Desert West Financial. He'd bought himself a little time. He hoped it was enough time to turn this miserable situation around.

It had been his idea to set Logan up for cheating, knowing that Brittney would get far more money in the divorce. Between the millions he had stolen from the company and the millions Brittney would get when she left Logan, they could go anywhere they wanted and start their own business, their own life.

But Brittney had screwed everything up. She'd jumped the gun, brought in some PI to track Logan before he'd had time to set up the honey trap. It was Brittney's PI who had screwed up his plans to destroy Jennifer White's laptop.

He would just have to convince Brittney to leave her husband now and take the three million she'd earned for the three years they'd been married. Maybe...a little extra. Drain a couple of their joint accounts—it wasn't a crime, right? Not while they were still married.

But he wanted her to leave Logan now. He was tired of sharing the woman he loved with another man.

Brittney had to make some decisions. Because right now, he wasn't positive he would come away clean after this situation with Desert West. They would need extra money to disappear for a while, in case someone looked too closely at him.

Money made the world go around, and Logan had far more than he needed. And if Brittney didn't want to take it from him?

Well, maybe they'd have to find another way to take everything Logan Monroe had.