Reed looked up as Jackson walked in looking almost respectable in a pair of khaki pants and a white dress shirt. “Dressed like that, I pegged you for someone who pissed sitting down.” Jackson settled into the chair facing him and said, with a grin, “Asshole.” “Enough with the banter... I have a problem.” “Cass decide she’s too good for you?” Reed thought about how much to tell him and decided to simply go for it. “Let’s just say that Cass and I have a somewhat unconventional relationship... And someone has felt the need to gather evidence to that effect.” “You’re being blackmailed.... No offense, I know you make okay money in this town, but there are a hell of a lot more people with much darker secrets than that and they have a shit ton more money than you.”
