Shattered Lies (Web of Lies #3)(32)

“Actually, that’s something I’d like to talk about with you and Roland,” Manuel said easily.

“Me being rich?” Sebastian asked, taking a drink Trip offered him.

“In a way. Trip, take the ladies to the bar and get them a drink,” Manuel ordered as if telling his lap dog to get down.

“My pleasure,” Trip sneered. “I always love sharing with Sebastian. He has the best taste.”

“If the laddie touches you, you rip his doaber off,” Grant’s Scottish accent became stronger with anger in their ear coms.

Lizzy leaned over so that her lips were by Val’s ear. Trip, probably thinking they were going to make out, stopped and stared. “I wish you had some of the drugs I gave him last time.”

Val’s lips twitch up at the thought.

“Can you hear them?” Lizzy asked as she trailed her hand down Val’s arm.

“Barely. I need to get a foot or two closer.”

“Aw, come on, girls. No one likes a tease,” Trip whined.

“I want to dance,” Lizzy pouted as she wrapped both arms around Val’s neck and began to sway. Valeria took the lead as they slithered their way closer to Roland, Manuel, and Sebastian.

“Oh, yeah. Can’t leave the Trip out of this. After all, three is always better than two.” Trip pushed his way between the women, making a Trip sandwich. Valeria rolled her eyes as Trip rubbed his hands over her body.

“I can kill him,” Lizzy mouthed from behind Trip. She moved her hands up toward Trip’s neck. Valeria laughed, which drew Trip’s eyes to her bouncing breasts. Whatever kept his attention away from them drawing closer to Sebastian and his group.

Valeria swayed closer to the men in order to hear better. She only heard bits and pieces and thought about pulling her top down to shut Trip up. She tuned out his blathering about his large dick and prowess in bed as she closed her eyes and focused.

“Puto DEA,” Manuel swore. Valeria pushed Trip’s head toward her breasts as he decided to start talking dirty in her ear. Although, it really wasn’t very well done. Telling a woman how she’ll please him when she does all the work isn’t really a turn-on.

“Tell that tolla-thon to go fuck himself,” Grant practically growled over the coms as his accent deepened in anger.

“Shut up,” Valeria cursed, even if Trip was an asshole she was trying to hear what Manuel was saying about the DEA.

“Oh, you’re no talk, all action. Trip likey.”

“Suck my finger, it turns me on,” Valeria said, not even looking at Trip as she shoved her finger in his mouth to shut him up.

Lizzy had to turn away from the group as she tried not to laugh. But Valeria closed her eyes again and focused on the deep voices floating on the thumping music.

“They cut your money off?” Sebastian asked seriously.

“I still have it, I just can’t send it anywhere,” she heard Manuel explain. “I’m meeting a DEA contact tonight to see if we can fix this.”

“We need your help,” Val heard Roland say a couple seconds later. “It’s an exclusive group of the most powerful people in the world. We help each other out.”

“And you want me to help by funding whatever it is until Manuel pays off the right people and gets his accounts unfrozen?” Sebastian asked as if funding a secret group was no big deal.

“Yes, but it’s more than that. We’d also help you,” Roland said, his voice fading as he tried to seduce Sebastian to join Mollia Domini.

“This is so hot,” Trip mouthed around her finger.

“Then take two.” Val jammed another finger into his mouth as she saw Lizzy tense. She heard Sebastian’s voice over the music, but just barely.

“Is there a leader? I have a problem being the richest person and not being in charge.”

“Well, sure there’s a leader,” Roland said, suddenly sounding nervous. “But you must first prove yourself before you can climb the ranks.”

“Let’s fuck,” Trip bumbled around Val’s fingers.

“Okay,” Lizzy whispered. “We like to play games. Why don’t you find a room, get naked, and we’ll come find you.”

“Oh man, so hot.”

Trip took off, and Lizzy threw her hands around Val’s neck as they swayed to the music. “What did Sebastian say?”

“I don’t know. That little shit made me miss some of it.”

Lizzy turned her head. “They’re walking away.”

Val turned and watched. There was no way they could follow without being noticed as the three men walked into a distant shadowed part of the yard. Val looked around to find any way of getting closer when she felt as if the air had been punched from her lungs.

“What is it?” Lizzy asked in a whisper.

“Anthony.” Valeria said, barely moving a muscle.

“Who?” Lizzy asked at the same time Dalton and Grant did.

“My ex-boyfriend with the DEA.”

“The one who set you up and got you fired?” Lizzy asked.

“The very one.”

Lizzy spun them around so that Valeria’s back was toward him. “Which one? Oh, never mind. He looks like a wanna-be biker?”

“Yeah.”

“Sticks out like a sore thumb. No wonder he took a bribe. He’d be outed as an undercover agent in a heartbeat. Doesn’t he know bikers don’t wear designer clothes?”