Chapter 154

• Jeremiah
• “Brody Pearson was called in today,” Sam announced, sitting across from me at my dining room table. “Is there anything he might tell the Feds that could be a problem for you?”
• Brody Pearson was a young, spoiled, entitled brat. The son of a developer, he’d been born with a golden spoon in his mouth. Not even thirty yet and already worth millions, thanks to daddy giving him a job that he otherwise wouldn’t have landed on his own because he was a doofus.