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“You know, Boss, Robby’s concerned—”

“I’ve heard Robby’s concerns. I’ve told him to shut the fuck up. I’m telling you the same.”

“No need. I like the girl.”

I cock a brow. “You what?”

“She’s funny. Kinda silly like my kid sister, Nikki.”

“Yeah, she is, isn’t she?” I say, nodding in thought. “Very…bright. Ashineabout her.”

A bright shine I shouldn’t want to darken. I shouldn’t want to corrupt her. But I do. Iwill.

“Listen, there’s something else I wanted to bring to your attention. It’s Lovato and his guys—they’ve been spotted in the casino.”

“Who’s been spotted? Specifics, Louis.”

“Not Lovato himself, but a few of his associates. Some schmucks named Pauly and Lorenzo.”

“And how the fuck were they allowed in?”

“Security at the front—”

“Didn’t do their fucking jobs. Where are they at?”

“Kicked out on the curb somewhere. As soon as I got word, I tossed their asses.”

I lean over and grip the fat on the back of his neck. It’s an affectionate squeeze, showing my appreciation for his competence. “Good. Good. You’re not half as dumb as you are fat. Anybody ever tell you that?”

Louis’s ears turn red and he chuckles along. “Just wait ’til I’m done with my diet of celery and carrot sticks, Boss. I’ll be trimmer than you.”

We head back onto the casino floor. On a Friday night like this, the casino is thriving with life. We’re the hottest spot in town. Guests crowd our table games and sip drinks in the lounges. They jiggle cups filled with coins by the slot machines and flirt brazenly with our cocktail waitresses dressed in their skimpy little skirts.

The place reeks of liquor, smoke, and money—three scents that make a businessman like me grin.

“I’d call it a success, Boss,” Louis says at my side, arms folded. “What do you think?”

I’m surveying the floor, letting my eyes travel among the groups of customers. In the distance, a man in a leather jacket catches my eye at the last second. He moves too fast for a proper look at his mug, but his retreating form slips down a side hall. Something’s up.

On alert, I nudge Louis. “You see that? Some fuckhead’s lurking down the hall.”

“The one leading to the private elevators? On it.”

Louis troops over like the soldier he is, bulldozing through the crowd. I stand my ground, watching him every step of the way, my jaw clenched.

If Lovato wants to fuck with me tonight of all nights, he has another thing coming.

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