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Chapter One

Roman

“Boss, we got a problem”

I’ out over the one- of my upstairs office that shows the bar and dance floor below Here I was, thinking it was going to be a slow night I own one of the pres run sh, so I can’t help but worry about what Joe deems as a problem

“What’s up, Joe?” Big Joe is ht hand and , so for hi bells I swivel my chair back around to look at him

“That kid you caught trying to sell his shit in the club last week?”

“Yeah?”

“He’s got family”

“I fail to see why this concerns me, Joe”

It sounds cold Then again, I aave the kid two chances to stop pushing his crap in my club He didn’t listen The way I see it, three strikes and you’re out I’d already been more lenient with hi Twenty-one Young, du to think I’ this job anyh money Maybe I should just seek out some sandy beach out of the country and call it a day Greece, my mother’s fa bitch, maybe I’ll find some affinity for the country

“His sister’s beenwaves,” he tells me

“Again, why do I care?” I ask, taking a drink ofdown

“She’s been talking to the cops”

“Fucking hell What does she know?”

“Not a lot But you know the badges They hear your na”

I sigh He’s not wrong They just hear the na onto broker a deal to get into bed with the Russians, that could be disastrous right now

“Where is this sister?”

“That’s just it, boss You just hired her”

“I haven’t hired anyone here at the club in ue I’m very careful about the workers I hire here I make sure I have them all vetted carefully and meticulously

“Not here She started work at the Dive”

“Waitress?” The Dive is a strip joint on the edge of a low rent side of town I won the fucking thing in a card gaot around to it yet

“Dancer You gave Yoly the okay to hire her a couple of weeks ago She’s starting to get pretty popular Yo says business has tripled since she started”

“Does she have any idea who she works for?”

“Don’t see how she could, boss No one knows you own the Dive, and those papers are buried and tangled so deep, even the feds couldn’t find them”

“Do you have her file?”

“Sure thing” He hands a plain

“What do we have on her?” I ask, opening the folder and lossy 5 by 7 picture stapled to the application It’s a blonde

with th hair which is cut to curl toward her face and accent her strong cheekbones Her eyes are violet I never knew they raphed in nothing but their underwear, and she’s definitely got the body to h the rest of it quickly

“Just what’s in the file, boss Well, that and obviously her affection for her brother”

“What did we do with the little fucker?” I ask hi back to the photo of the blonde

“He’s at the warehouse You have him in one of the containers”

“So, not yet dead?”

“No, but only because Bruno has been out for his kid’s surgery”

“How is Thomas?”

“It was a success, thanks to your generosity Bruno says they even said Thomas would be able to walk after some therapy”

“Good, good Tell Bruno to hold off The kid ht prove to be useful”

“What are you thinking?”

“I’ht yet prove of use to h that he just closes the door, leaving hts

Ana Stevens The pretty blonde dancer has no idea what trouble she just landed into I reach down and adjust my cock because the son of a bitch has been rock hard since I laid eyes on Ana’s picture Why does it suddenly feel like, despite everything,up?