#Chapter 540: Caught Red-Handed

Nathan “I know you’ve been smuggling escorts out.” Dan’s voice, like a hiss in my ear, left me reeling. How did he know? I had been taking the utmost care to ensure that everything was done undercover; I had used only unmarked vehicles, smuggled them out in the dead of night, even checked for cameras and wore the most nondescript clothes I could possibly find in order to hide my identity. And yet, here was Dan, glaring at me with that knowing look in his eyes. I knew I needed to act quickly, and think even more quickly than that. So, with a nonchalant quirk of my eyebrow, I shot him a curious look and took a sip of my whiskey. “Sorry, what?” I asked, cocking my head to he side and feigning ignorance. “Is this some kind of joke?” Dan just looked at me for a moment before he leaned back on his barstool, regarding me over his still-untouched glass of scotch. Then, with a nod of his head, he stood and gestured for me to follow. “Come. Let’s sit at a table.” Even though