Beads of sweat were starting to form on his forehead. He had been debating it all night, but he finally came to a conclusion.
Wesley had to tell Angel what he saw.
He proceeded to the office, where Conner and Angel were talking.
"Oh, I'm sorry to uh- disturb you…" Wesley said meekly.
"Nah, it's fine Wes. Conner and I were just talking about were we were going to do this fall about school." Angel explained.
The British man nodded. "He'd be in his senior year am I right?"
"Yeah, but he's pretty behind…anyways, you look a little strange Wes, you ok?"
"A-actually I was wondering if I might have a word with you in private?"
Conner looked at both the men and got up from his chair. "Um- I think I'm going to go grab a bite to eat with Fred and Gunn." He left the room without another word.
Wesley was getting nervous. He looked into the lobby and gently shut the office door without another word.
"Angel, you're my friend. And you know I'd never lie- or at least put down accusations without evidence…" his voice began to trail.
"Wesley, can you please just tell me what's wrong?"
He took a deep breath. "I think Cordelia is hiding something."
Angel looked confused. "About what?"
"About who raped her. I-I think she knows who they are."
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Cordelia took a deep breath as she came out of the bank, the conversation from inside still playing over and over in her head like a broken record.
"I'm sorry Miss Chase but we simply cannot give you another loan."
"Please, you don't understand…I-I really need the money."
"You've already taken a loan from this bank for Angel Investigations that you still haven't paid off."
"I know, I know. I just need an extension, that's all. One more month and I'll have my rent and the loan paid for."
"I'm sorry Miss Chase, but the answer is still no."
Great, she thought, just perfect.
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Wesley shakily dumped a stack of papers and envelopes on Angel's desk.
"I found these last night."
Angel opened a letter and stared in disbelief. "They're all messages from someone. What's the big deal?"
"Read them." He urged.
Angel picked up a letter and opened it. "Sharpe Point 8:00…what does this mean?"
The Englishman took a deep breath. "Angel, Sharpe Point is a loading dock. And to my understanding, it's one of the biggest drug trading spots in L.A."
Wesley opened another letter. "Here's a letter from the bank. It says that they've received the Hyperion rent check for the months of June through August in Cordelia's name. The letter also talks about a loan that needs to be paid off."
"A loan…but, she told me that she received a big check from one of our clients a few months ago and just forgot to file it, and that's how our rent has been paid…" Angel said. "Wait, our rent checks are always in your name."
"Exactly, she'd only send it straight to the bank without my consent if she didn't want any of us to find out. Besides, we've never received a client who's paid us enough to cover rent for three months." He told the vampire as he handed him another envelope. "Here read this one."
"51st and Rockwell at midnight…Wesley, that's…" Angel breathed.
"I know, that's the alley where she was raped."
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