Chapter 116: Dumbass

"You fucking dumbass. That's Spencer Jamison's new girl. You'll have the entire security firm on our asses. Like we didn't draw enough attention setting off a car bomb on fucking Main Street."

"What?" Jimmy twists me around. "You didn't tell me that."

I shrug. "You didn't ask."

"Real fucking great, Numb Nuts." The leader lights a new cigarette, blowing a puff of smoke out in front of him. "What the hell am I supposed to do with her?"

"She needs to fix Dom's knee."

"I don't give a flying fuck about Dom's knee. That's his problem. I should shoot all three of you right now and be done with it."

Nice to see there's still no honor among thieves.

The door opens again, slowly this time. Dominic limps in on his own devices. Guess he's no one's problem anymore. He gives the standing guy a glare—he must have heard the conversation—and then walks to an old, dusty couch on the other side of the room.

"I see you made it in on your own." The leader of this gang flicks his cigarette,