Chapter 25

Jonas grinned evily at the paper in his hands, but he immediately touched the side of his face, which still hurt from where Ron had repeatedly slapped him.

"Ouch," he moaned in pain, and the man with him in the room had to rush and get an ice pack for his cheek.

"Use this."

"Thank you, Robert." Jonas held the cold compress against his skin, going through the paper again. "Where did you learn this piece of information?"

"It was footage from the black box of Bella Humphrey's car. The couple had been arguing and she mentioned it."

Jonas threw his head back and laughed, wincing when his cheek hurt again and pressing the cold compress firmly to his face this time.

He bobbed his head. “You've done well. The funds will be wired into your account, but first I need you to find me a hit man."

Robert snapped his fingers and quickly reached for his tablet on the center table. Handing it over to his boss, he tapped open the gallery.

"There are three trusted options on there curate