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“He’s right next to me.”
Silence.
My eyes stayed on the building, but I could imagine her right next to me, that fear in her bright eyes, a subtle film of moisture that reflected the lights from the dashboard.
“Why?” Grave asked.
“I-I just want you guys to be safe. Be careful.”
“You want to tell him that yourself?” Grave looked at me, the phone held to his ear.
Silence.
She spoke again. “No. Just…please be careful. Let me know when it’s done.” She hung up.
Grave sighed and slipped the phone into his pocket. “Sounds like your plan hasn’t worked too well…”
“Not really. She doesn’t talk to me. And when she does talk to me, she tells me how much she hates me.”
“Fuck, that’s rough.”
“Yeah.”
“Maybe it’s time to throw in the towel.”
“I still think there’s a chance.”
“Yeah?” Grave asked. “Are you just too stubborn to admit defeat?”
I looked out the windshield. “Maybe…”
* * *
We snuck in through a window in the back of the building. One of our men on the inside made sure to leave it open the night before. Roan was there to attend some kind of charity event, even though it was no secret that he was very uncharitable.
Low-tier drug dealers were stereotypes, with the baggy clothes and the grizzled looks. You could spot one a mile away, but they were only capable of selling an ounce or a tenth. But big-time drug dealers like Roan, they blended into society’s aristocrats, hid in plain sight, rubbed elbows with government to get what they wanted.
“You have it?” Grave landed on his feet beside me, in a three-piece gray suit.
I checked my pocket. “Yep.”
“Murder by poison. Pretty boring.”
“Roan has a lot of allies. It’s smart to be anonymous.”
“I guess. Still, pussy shit.”
We headed down the hallway and into the party. There were at least five hundred people there, all holding their cocktails and talking near standing tables. The crystal chandeliers were made of gold, and an orchestra played Bach.
“Why do they always play classical music?” Grave asked. “It’s so fucking cliché.”
“You’d prefer Beyoncé?”
“Talk shit about my queen, and I’ll shove that poison down your throat.”
I rolled my eyes. “Let’s focus.”
“You know it’s hard to focus when I’ve got Beyoncé on my mind…”
