#Chapter 135: Suspicion

Kadeem was closing up the gym for the night when a figure sauntered out of the shadows from the alley. Riley. She was clad in a black leather jacket. Her dark curls bounced as she walked. Her expression: smug. “Hey,” he said, nodding to his Beta. "Admit that I'm Sherlock," she said immediately. Kadeem yanked the keys from the lock and pocketed them. "What?" "No way am I Watson,” she said, twirling a green lighter in her hand. “I need you to admit that I’m the superior brain of this operation." Kadeem rolled his eyes. "By operation, you mean, me and you." She put her hands on her hips as her lips curled into a smile. Kadeem pretended to weigh his options before exhaling slowly. "I don't know if I'm that desperate," he said, finally. "You're such an asshole." He laughed and shrugged. "I may have heard that a time or two. But still, it's ‘Sir Asshole’ to you." She groaned and pulled her curls back into a ponytail. "Here's the deal, Rayburn is definitely back, and