Page 84 of Wicked Brutal

“I have no idea. Dad used to get calls from him.”

Ryan looks at me. “What? How many names like that do you know?”

I laugh. “I don’t know.”

“Define don’t know.”

“I can’t.”

“Ten?”

“Probably more.”

“Twenty?”

“Maybe?”

He lowers the phone. “Ally.”

“What?”

“How long has Roman talked business around you?”

I stare at him. “My entire life.”

Something changes in his face. “Politics?”

“Yes.”

“Money?”

“Sometimes.”

“People he works with?”

“Yes.”

“Phone calls?”

“Constantly.”

“Trips?”

“Yeah.”

Ryan goes quiet.

“What?” I ask.

“He doesn’t hide it from you.”

“No.”

“Why?”

I almost laugh. “Because he’s my father?”

“No. Why doesn’t he care if you hear it?”