CHAPTER EIGHTY ONE

RAVENNA

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“Great. You already ordered coffee,” a tall, leggy blonde who wore a lot of pink, said, taking the seat opposite me.

“Tell me you’re fucking with me. You’re not the leader of that freaky organization,” I said with a smile.

“I know. I get that a lot. It’s the pink, isn’t it?” She asked, crossing her legs. The guard she brought with her sat a few tables away from us.

“Yeah.”

“How did you get my number?”

“The motorcycle club you hired to kill Callum collected triple the amount you paid just to give us your number. Set us back a couple million.”

“Nothing that will hurt your bottom line, considering the billions of dollars your family stole from us,” she said, scrutinizing her nails.

“Down to business, it is. My family didn’t take your gold.”

“And I’m supposed to take your word for it? Honey, I like you because we’re both females in a male-dominated field, but that doesn’t mean I trust you. Hell, I don’t even trust my gua