Chapter 10
I’d been at work for an hour Tuesday morning when Thorne told me there was a problem with an electrical fixture in one of the executive suites.
From there, everything went as planned—as far as I recall. Of course by the time the cops showed up, I was lucky I remembered my name.
Gavin told me later, after I’d begun to recover from what the bastards did to me, that Lorne had called the police. At least, in the process of cutting and beating me, and breaking a few fingers in an attempt to make me talk, they had bragged about what they’d done to Kyler, and a couple of other guys Durant wanted eliminated. Gavin had heard and recorded every word they said before deciding it was time to get me out of there. He grabbed Lorne from where he was watching the side door of the Rotunda, an
