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“What’s going on?”

He rubbed his thuhtfully “So that clients aren’t wanting to pay They said that the word going around is that you and I, we’re too new The city is in flux, no one is in charge, and no one is in line to answer to, so people are getting ballsy and pushing their luck”

I grittedabout it?”

“We, Race What are we doing about it?”

He seriously was the last person on the planet I wanted to be in business with, but it wasn’t like I had much of a choice

“What are we doing about it, Nassir?”

“Putting a fucking stop to it right fucking now” He ot addresses, and a whole world of hurt is co anyone’s ants to question who is or isn’t in charge I suggest you do the exact sah on what they owe you”

I hadn’t run into that problem yet, but my time as a bookie was still pretty new

“Yeah I guess there can’t be any perceived weakness”

Nassir’s eyes flashed “There won’t be any weakness period I waited far too long for someone else to handle Novak and all his o, but I waited, and his poison spread You and I ree that so as honorableit, the city doesn’t have to be sacrificed to keep it fed”

Honorable wasn’t a word I would equate with Nassir, but that wasn’t a point I wanted to push right now

“Is Honor all right?”

So I didn’t know much about his past, or where he cauy in a suit afraid of getting his hands in the dirt and muck He was a man who could kill if he felt it necessary, the kind of ht the battle needed to be fought