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I plopped down in one of the wingbacks across from him and just stared at him while he talked on his cell phone His dark eyebroere pitched low on his forehead and his hair was standing up in the front like he had been shoving his hands through it, instead of lying flat in its usual ruthless style I crossed ers while he glowered at me Nassir didn’t play ith others, and now that there was an unknown quantity in the ht prove to be too much for him to handle

He barked out soe I didn’t understand and threw the phone on the desk in front of him ay more force than the action required He leaned back in his chair and glared ateyes

“If you ask uy, I very well may punch you in the face”

That rin

“You have any idea who ht be behind it?”

“Soratuitous”

“The kid was overkill”

“The kid was to make a very clear point”

I uncrossed s

“What do you want to do about it?”

He gruers through his dark hair

“I’e outside both of the clubs to see if we can see anything We need to knoho to look for before we can decide ant to do about it”

“All right”

I didn’t think ere going to be in agreeood Granted, I didn’t trust Nassir, but until he gavethis one step at a tiical

“Now let’s talk about the fights this Friday night”

His candy-colored gaze went sharp, and the edges of hisin at the sides