Wild for You (Crave #2) - C.C. Wood Page 0,84

saying that my loan had been sold. I didn't think much of it until I got another one today from the bank that carries my car loan. It's been sold as well. To the same company."

I lifted my head. That definitely smelled fishy. "Well, that's interesting."

"Think you can dig up some more information on who owns the company?" she asked.

I shot her a sideways glance. "Contrary to popular belief, I cannot hack into any and all systems. However, you could probably Google the company and find that out on their website. Or at least who the CEO and COO are."

"Gee, you're so helpful."

Actually, I was helpful. And if I thought it was necessary, I would do more than use Google and social media. But that was Plan B. Plan A was to utilize means that weren't illegal. "Give me a sec and I'll see."

I typed the name of the company into the search bar and started clicking through pages until I found a staff list, complete with pictures.

I turned my computer toward Cam and asked, "Recognize this guy?"

"Ronald Shelton? No, but—"

Interesting. Okay, so she didn't know him. I turned the computer back around and opened another tab, this time to Facebook. I was betting Ronald Shelton was a Facebook man. "Hmmm. Let's see what social media has to say about Mr. Shelton."

"Is my internet speed even fast enough to keep up with you?" Cam asked after I'd been typing away for a few minutes.

I glanced at her. "I got this."

I continued to search until I got to his photos. I scrolled through the few that were there and then huffed out a laugh.

"See someone you know?" I asked Cam, turning the computer toward her again.

I didn't know what Monica looked like, but how many Monica Murphy's could be involved when it came to Cam? Especially since Brody's ex was giving him shit, which meant she was spreading that to Cam by association.

"According to the caption on this photo, Ronald Shelton is Monica's uncle. He owns several companies, including the loan company that bought your mortgage and car loan."

"I guess this is the playing dirty thing that Monica mentioned. I honestly didn't think she had it in her. I mean, I expected something, but to me "playing dirty" is TPing someone's house, egging their car, or forking their yard. Maybe letting all the air out of their tires."

Cam shook her head as she stared at the screen, as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

"Forking their yard? Sounds kinda dirty." I pointed out.

"I'm surprised you didn't already know about that kind of thing. It's right up your alley. Lee's brothers did it to Coach Turner when she was in high school and he screamed at her after a track meet. You stick plastic forks in the yard and break them off in the ground. It can mess up your yard and lawnmower."

"Whoa. What did the coach do?"

"He caught them right after they finished the first box of a hundred. They spent the next day using needle-nose pliers to pull them out of the ground. Then they mowed and trimmed his yard," she answered, a smirk on her face.

"I have got to meet Lee's brothers," I said. "They sound like kindred spirits. Avenging wrongs. The only difference is I don't get caught. And I usually mess with things like their email or social media accounts or lock them out of their bank websites. So what do you think her plan is?" I asked, looking back at the computer screen.

"They're probably going to call in my loans," she answered, her voice dark.

"Can you pay them off?"

"My car loan, yes. My house, no way," she answered absently.

I stared at her as my brain worked quickly. My first instinct was to offer to help, but I knew she would resist taking it. Cam was incredibly stubborn that way.

"What?" she asked, her eyes wide.

"I'm afraid you're going to get upset with me if I say what I'm really thinking, so I'm trying to come up with a better way."

"Just spit it out," she said with a sigh.

"Will you let me help you? Please? I have the money to pay off both those loans for you."

"I can't take your money," she said with a shake of her head.

I flung my hands up in the air and groaned. God, why was she so damn stubborn?

"But I would be happy to set up a contract that includes a repayment schedule and an interest rate."

Wait, what? I blinked at

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