Chapter 87: Nikki

"How can I help you?"

"I'm here to speak with you actually." He stated with such pride that it threw me off. I wasn't the one people came in for a meeting with, but his sinister smile hadn't yet gone away, and I knew this wasn't going to be a good meeting.

"I'm sorry?" My eyes narrowed, taking in every detail of the man that felt familiar yet not. Where had I seen him before? What the hell did he want with me?

His hair was slicked back, like a fifties grease ball and his gray eyes sparkled. He was tall, taller than Bronson but lanky and slimy. Mob boss was the best way to describe him.

"It must feel strange Nicole. To be apart of something such as the Bandits, and not know what they have in store for you."

"What did you just say?" I ask standing up abruptly. His eyes dance with humor but I didn't let it deter me. "How do you know about the Bandits?"

"Simple my dear. I will be working closely with Mick and Charles, along with your little brother. It's really quite easy when you th