By now, I had a detailed file on Owen Black.
He and Lois had been high school classmates. He later went abroad to study. After returning to the States, he married into the Hargrove family, becoming a live-in son-in-law to a powerful dynasty.
Vivienne Hargrove, the heiress of Starfall Media Group, was Owen's wife.
And he hadn't just been carrying on an affair with Lois. The flash drive held the proof. Some of the footage had been captured from perfect angles, recording every detail of Owen's infidelity with crystal clarity.
The color drained from Owen's face, inch by inch.
"If Ms. Hargrove saw these videos, how do you think she'd react?"
Owen wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Logan, listen, it takes two to tango. I'm a piece of shit, I admit it. But Lois is no saint either."
"She reached out to me first."
"We're both men here. You know how hard it is to turn down a woman who throws herself at you."
"Since we're both men," I said, "then you understand what it feels like to be cheated on, don't you?"
Owen's expression turned even uglier. He understood perfectly.