V
she's not in the green dress anymore. It's puddled around her feet and
nd me. "No one is sup
rself up, not that it does much good. I'd have to be
ell, she'
ipping, hiding, I don't give a shit wha
ls the one she gave the Greek mutt o
st be j
m? I call bullshit. Ever
kin-but she doesn't shy away. "So, not security, then? Probably s
e skulking through a s
eferably in sweatpants and a hoodie with a parka on top, but beggars can't be choosers. I'd a
, and instead of bragging to me about who desig
n't be
oman in front of me shivers. Before I can secon
you doing?
t time in my life I've voluntarily
from me. Like a dog that's been kicked so many times it's s
dangle my jacket in the air bet
er long breath before she lunge
et absolutely swallows her, but I'm not laughing. Somehow, the image of he
arms to secure it. "Thanks. For a second, I thought you
t tem
aten me," s
d be all bad. You'd be
all women want
ll dolled up and marched in here to sell your so
this, Ivan that. Everyone can't get
at the partygoers below. "Everyone i
r nose and points at a paunchy man stand
onjures up the relevant facts. Valmor Shundi. Albanian underboss. Like
to get caught for stealing money from his clients. He needs his da
you kn
n, my mind hums and pulls up what I need to know. Alfonso Marciano. A Rossi fami
ing a pink polo with a popped col
the brown bedazzled dress who is scanning the lawn like a vulture. "Though I
nces shyly. "Fair enough. But I looked be
disagree,"
ut that slipped out before I could stop it. H
" she asks, obviously
of the one man I would have most preferred not to think about. The la
's not, like, a terrible poker player or secretly
's the father of the woma
aid out loud inste
ide, dark hair spilling over her should
doesn't know who I am. I'm still not sure I believe her,
e yours
?" she c
you out for
sure you aren't head of securit
e world shrinks around us. "I'll an
only a second. "
nd contacts and allies and enemies, but the
art and grab two glasses. "Ca
easily. You're supposed to tell me i
ip. "If I was head of security,
bad at your j
lass to her. "I'm n
e you." She tastes the drink a
ee-hundred-do
est thing I've ever tasted." She pa
after everything that happened with Konstantin and Katerina Sokolov, I'm positive it will
hers in a toast to wherever this nigh
GOOGLE PLAY