#Chapter 170: The Dirtiest Dirt

I signed off from the interview and let out a huge breath, slumping down in my chair behind me. “I’m glad that’s over with,” I said. “Me too,” Charles agreed. “What do you say we order in tonight instead of having to cook?” “I’d say that sounds amazing.” Things moved quickly after my interview. Later that night, Anthony Bellweather issued a retraction—or at least a statement. It wasn’t an apology. He never admitted to any wrongdoing but did admit that he may have released the story before confirming all of the facts first. Anthony’s half-assed attempt at an apology wasn’t going to cut it as far as I was concerned. It was clear from our research that he had steamrolled one person after another. This wasn’t an accident. This was a pattern, and I intended to call him out for it. So I went back to the one place where I knew I could always find dirt on him or anyone else causing problems: the dark web. I wondered as I sat and typed on the bed if Anthony Bellweather even knew about the