Billionaire's Seduction: BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE (Alpha Billionaire Romance Collection) (BBW Pregnancy Marriage of Convenience) by Betsy Poole Page B

wrong, 99% of the businesses and websites currently running are entirely legit and aren’t going to do a damn thing with the information they’ve gathered other than store it in some dusty file cabinet or on a server so secure that not even the best and sleaziest hackers couldn’t penetrate it. And maybe Junior had absolutely zero plans of scamming his tenants (which I doubted, that guy’s always working an angle), and he was coming at these apartments as a completely legitimate business. Most gangsters own legitimate business so they can launder money through them without the IRS getting wise about where the money was actually coming from.
    But whatever, I shrugged it off and searched for the Stills and Myers, and neither one of the families were hard to find because both of them had Wikipedia pages.
    The Myers came from old East coast banking and garment district money and had moved out to Arizona during the coper and silver booms in the early 1940’s and made even more money than they had come out here with. The current generation of Myers were well known real estate investors and had one son, Patrick. Patrick was the kid who’d let me into the apartment. The pictures I saw of him online were of a clean cut and rather conservative young kid who looked like he was going to spend his life pursuing public office. I guess college had really changed the kid?
    The Myers family was tight. There wasn’t a single negative article or rumor about them online which most likely meant they paid someone to keep their family name out of the media and off of the web. Which probably meant they were too tight to approach once I started sniffing around about the green dope I’d found in their apartment.
    The Stills, on the other hand, were a completely different story. The Stills were incredibly new money. The mother and father, Michael and Dorothy, were the authors of a best selling series of children’s books about a cowboy armadillo named Maurice. Michael wrote the stories and Dorothy illustrated. Michael was also once a well known investigative journalist who hung it all up once the kiddie books hit it big. He was big time and had won a couple of Peabody awards and was nominated for a Pulitzer. The couple had two children, the aforementioned Nicolas who was attending the University of Chicago on a full chemistry scholarship (I was thinking maybe the kid might have something to do with the manufacturing of the green dope. But who knew?), and a daughter named Allison who was attending Arizona State University down the road in Tempe. The family was basically an open book who had a public website and more social media than you could shake a stick at. They would be the ones I approached once I got around to them.
    My biggest concern, however, was contacting Junior’s cartel people. Those folks gave me more than a bit of heart burn. Okay, more than just a little bit, the Mexican cartels flat out frightened me.
    Let’s jump into a little more Organized Crime 101, shall we? (And I promised I won’t be as thorough as I was about the Vecchio’s, but it’s important for you to understand why I’m so scared of these people.)
    Back in the early 70’s during the waning years of Nixon’s second term as President, good old Tricky Dick wanted to appear tough on crime because so many of the GI’s he’d sent off to die were coming home hooked on Cambodian heroin. Now here’s the thing with Tricky Dick, the guy was a complete and paranoid nut job and the student of former FBI director J. Edgar Hoover. Like most people of his generation, Hoover had a real hard-on about black folks. His hard on mostly had to do with the blacks asking for more rights, better pay, and the same chance at a bright future for their children. But Hoover translated this basic human desire as big old black guys wanting to screw white women and polite the white race with their black genes. (Yeah, I know, it sounds idiotic and barbaric, but it’s how a lot of these