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"I can cater toall of your requests, but…" he prefaced his next words with a meek expression. "There may be some complications if this man has a family.They will undoubtedly cause a ruckus," he informed us.
"He has nofamily. He has always lived alone," Tristan chimed in.
Before he stabbed my uncle in the back and injured his spine, old Fred Westbrook was a foot soldier of the family.
"All right then," Officer Carlos said with a smile. "Can I count?"
I motioned with my hand for him to proceed. "You'll get the other half at the end of the weekafter everything is cleared out and you deliver your end of the bargain," I emphasized the final words. I wanted an excuse to shoot the cop in the head, but if he did what I asked, everything would be fine.
"I'll get it done. You can rest assured," he promised while counting the money.
When he was finished, he returned to me and asked half-heartedly, "What is his name?" clearlydistracted by the money in his greedy hands.
"Westbrook," I replied, still skeptical of his competence.
When I heard the door slide open just a little, my hand stopped on my thigh, just short of my calf, where my pistol was. Someone was outside the room, and they may have heard a few things.
Tristan was already up and ready to close the door when the police officer froze in his seat.
"Please, come inside. We know you're here," I said to the person standing behind the door.
We three waited for the strangerto make a decision.
I contemplated several different scenarios in my head as to how this could unfold, depending on who that was and what they'd overhead. But I chose to wait with the minimal ounce of patience still inside me.
When the door slid open further and a woman entered the room, my breath caught in my throat. I'm not sure why, butI watched her walk into the room unable to take my eyes off of her. She approached uswith her head down, settingthe ice bucket, the bottle, and our glasses on the table.
I was frustrated that I couldn't get a good look at her features, but she still looked stunning with a body that her tight pants and shirt did little to conceal. And the fact that it had been several weeks since my last timewith someone made it a tad…uncomfortable. Planning revenge had been quite time-consuming, andseeing this lovely brunette right now reminded me how much I missed it. I was certain she would beexceptionally sweet. Normally, I just wanted to have fun and didn't care who the woman was, but now I felt compelled to taste her and only her.
"May I get you anything?" she inquired as casually as her eyes could allow. Her weight shifted uneasily from one leg to the other, despite the polite smile typical of someone in her profession. Finally, taking a good look at her face, I noticed that she had the most expressive and beautiful eyes, as well as perfectly round, full lips. I could already see them wrapped around my dick while she shyly begged for more.
"You should definitely try one of their meals. They'rethe best in town, right?" Officer Carlos said, pulling me out of my thoughts and attempting to reduce the tension in the room.
But Icouldn't hearhim; his voice was muted by the woman standing before me.My gaze was drawn to herdeep green eyes. I needed to claim her, make her mine. And what she was unaware of yet wasthat I always got my way.
