Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart by Hayley

Chapter 92

Richard pov

James introduced us again with his usual smug look, like he was pulling all the strings here. I wanted to wipe that look off his face, but right now, we needed him, and he knew it. "This here's Monty and Kit," James said, nodding toward the two men across from us. "They're... experts in keeping things quiet." He gave a low chuckle, clearly pleased with himself. Monty leaned back, studying me with narrowed eyes. "So, you two want a way in?"

As if he didn't ask Sarah the same kind of question.

I nodded, keeping my voice calm. "We need information. Something we can use."

He shrugged, glancing at James. "And why should we trust you?"

James shot me a look, a warning. "Because Richard's good at keeping secrets. Isn't that right, old friend?"

"Let's get something straight," I said, looking him dead in the eye. "This is about staying a step ahead. Nothing more."

But even as I said it, I could feel Sarah watching me, as if she was looking for cracks in my confidence. I knew she had questions, and probably doubted I was telling her everything.

I could feel the distance between us, that small space widening with every lie, every half-truth. But it was too late to turn back now.

Monty snorted, amused. "Alright, tough guy. We'll see if you're up for it. Kit here will show you a bit of what we know, but it'll cost you. Nothing's free in our world."

Kit, who'd been quiet till now, gave a slow grin, revealing a gold tooth. "Yeah, we know some things. Names, connections-enough to keep you up at night."

I wanted to get straight to business, but I had to be smart. These men knew the rules of survival, and if they smelled any weakness, they'd use it against us. I kept my tone even, businesslike. "Let's hear it." Kit rattled off a few names, places, and meeting times-the kind of details that seemed small but held weight in their world.

tight, memorizing every word. I'd have to sift through it later to separate fact from

talking, but I felt her tension. She was taking in everything, but I knew she had

damn it, I couldn't blame her. If I were in her shoes, I'd be wondering how

basics, I pulled James aside. "Is that all? You and I both know these men hold the real power here. If we're going to be

that used to mean he was about to tell me something he'd kept

Richard. Don't want to push too hard. You start demanding too much, and they'll think

my voice low enough

the same old

back to where Sarah waited. I could feel her eyes on me as I reached for her hand. It was instinctive, like I needed to remind myself why I was doing this. "Let's go," I murmured to her. "We got what we

felt her fingers slip from my grasp. There was a look on her face I didn't like, a mixture of hurt and

tell she

didn't know the things I'd done before we met, the

scary to admit it myself. Those days were ignorant times, I wished I

explain everything thoroughly, but every time I thought about it, the words stuck

if she knew the whole truth, she'd walk away. She'd see a side of me I'd buried a long time ago, and

focus on what we'd learned, but my mind kept drifting to

looked at me now, as if she wasn't sure who I was anymore. And maybe that was fair. Maybe I

first. "Do you trust them? Monty and

exactly trustworthy people," I replied, keeping my eyes on the road.

her eyes searching.

But he won't cross us, not unless he thinks he can get something out

the edge in her voice, the frustration. "It's not about trust, Sarah. It's

her, and tell her it would all