Dangerous Attraction: Part Three (Aegis Group) by Sidney Bristol Page B

people. Got away with it because he lived so far out. In caves. He killed mostly robbers and highwaymen, which is why it took so long for people to stop him. Who cares about the person killing the bad guys? He wasn’t caught until he let his sex slave-wife visit her family, and she had a nervous breakdown and outed him to the mayor.”
    “Sex slave?” Connor parroted back, his face screwed up on one side.
    “It’s the connection.” Ryan gestured to the board. “Daniel Campbell was trying to be a better Christman. He killed the women so they wouldn’t betray him. His god complex morphed that into creating a better race through their children.”
    “Not to be rude, but what does this have to do with Bliss or Emma? Are they in any danger?”
    “No.” Ryan crossed his arms. “In the last email with Black Widow, she told him she doesn’t allow sex crimes into the club. Any raping or genital mutilation is expressly forbidden. She goes on to say that they also do not allow child crimes, either.”
    “That eliminates roughly half our potential pool of cases.” Jade handed the tablet back. “It’s smart though. Sex crimes and children get the most media attention. If she wants to keep this club secret, best to stay away from the kinds of crimes that get the most press.”
    “That can’t work.” Travis couldn’t wrap his head around the idea.
    “It has.” Connor pointed at the tablet. “If that email is to be believed, they’ve been operating for seven or more years. And we’re just now finding out about them.”
    “And you’re sure we aren’t in danger?” Travis asked again. He didn’t give a flying fuck about what kind of crazy puffs Daniel ate, only that the two people who mattered in his life were safe. It was a callous mindset, but they could never stop all the sickos out there from killing innocents.
    Ryan shook his head. “He operated alone. Plus, retaliation murders would draw attention, and everything in Black Widow’s messages conveys the need for secrecy.”
    “Anything else?” Travis asked.
    “Unfortunately, no.”
    “But it’s more than we had. Before we didn’t know the identities of the club members. Now, we know who they answer to.”
    “It’s interesting she chose the moniker Black Widow.” Jade tapped her chin.
    “That is a problem for another day. I’m ready for some of that turkey and some sleep.” Connor pushed up out of one of the office chairs and stretched.
    “When we get back and get this sorted, I’d like to discuss a more permanent arrangement. Your help has been invaluable.” Ryan extended his hand to Travis.
    Yeah right, like the FBI was going to make an exception for a felon. More likely it would be under the table work. The kind that kept him on the fringes. Still, it would be better than nothing.
    “You know where to find me.” Travis shook Ryan’s hand. “Flying out tonight?”
    “The morning. We could all use some sleep.”
    He was running on fumes himself.
    “Travis?” Wendy leaned into the office. If possible, she looked better and more alive than she had since he’d met her. Crazy to think that kidnapping had worked some good in her life.
    “Excuse me.” Travis stepped out of the office, closing the door behind him. “What’s wrong? Where’s Bliss?”
    “Nothing’s wrong. I’m just helping my sister get out of here.” Wendy handed him Bliss’ jacket. “She’ll head out in a few minutes, then you guys can go do whatever.”
    “What about you?”
    “I’m fine. This,” she gestured to the people milling around in the living room, “is what I’ve been missing. Bliss? She’s exhausted and over-peopled. Do me a favor and get her out of here, please?”
    She didn’t have to ask him twice.
    He took the jacket, said a few goodbyes to the feds, and jogged out to Bliss’ little car. Their stuff was already in the back, so it wasn’t like he was leaving anything here.
    A few moments later Bliss slipped out the front door, quick-stepped