It wasn’t that I felt bad for potentially ruining her career; quite the opposite, I felt excited about the thought of her life crashing down around her. The regrets centred around the fear of being caught. I wasn’t like Caiden. I wasn’t good at being a rebel and by leaking that information I’d probably broken the law. At the very least, I’d leaked confidential information between a solicitor and his client. Fear gripped my stomach the entire way home and wouldn’t let go. I’d used a throwaway email account and had specifically sent the email from a Wi-Fi network that lot of different people used and should provide me some anonymity, but in the end I knew little about computers and had no idea whether the information could ever be tracked back to me. Rationally, my brain told me I would be okay. It wasn’t like the police would bother tracking it down, and my dad’s law firm wasn’t well-versed in security.
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