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“I wouldn’t,” I tell him, cracking my knuckles. “This can all end badly if you want it to.”

“You need to leave,” he says, as Nevada and Rock move to cover the door.

“We’re not goin’ anywhere until you have a full grasp of what took place here, before we let the board know what happened with their money. I’m sure that you’ll be gettin’ a call soon, since Brian had control of the accounts. See, this time, Brian ain’t gonna be back to replace those funds.”

His face pales. “This can’t be true.”

“Like I said, everything is in your inbox. But we’ve more important things to discuss. Such as what I’m goin’ to do with you.”

His eyes go wide as he sits back down, scrambling to his computer as he clicks around. When his eyes settle and make their way back to mine, I see the resolve there.

“I didn’t know anything about this,” he says. If I could snap a photo now and send it to Luna just to show her how pathetic her father is, I would.

He’s a fuckin’ coward.

“The sad part is, I actually believe you,” I say. “However, there is that other small issue of Luna’s inheritance, now that Brian will no longer be attending their fake wedding.”

“What did you do to Brian?”

I smile. “It’s not what I did. It’s what he did to himself. You’ll hear about it soon enough. What was the figure you offered her again, asshole? Two million?”

“That was if she married Bri…” he trails off.

“Yeah, funny thing about dead guys is they can’t show up. We keep goin’ around in circles here, so I’ve made it very simple for you. You’ll transfer the money into Luna’s checking account by four pm today and all of this mess goes away. Well, not the part about what Brian stole, but that’s your issue.”

“You’re out of your goddamn mind!” he spits.

“That may be so, but I still want that money transferred.”

“I don’t have that kind of?—”

I hold up a hand. “Don’t make me hurt you,” I warn, staring him down.

He reaches for the phone, but I’m faster, ripping it out of the socket before he can even blink.

I lean over and grab him by the scruff of the neck and slam his head into the desk.

I hold it down as I get very close to his ear. “Listen to me once. Don’t make me repeat myself. You will transfer Luna two million dollars into her checking account by the time I let you take another breath. My friend Nevada over here, he’s a little bit crazy, so you don’t wanna see what he can do with a switchblade.”

I don’t need to turn to see the grin on Nevada’s face.

I let go and Jerry coughs and splutters, his face red and disorientated.

I straighten my cut. “Now, where were we?”

“You won’t get away with this.”

“Oh, I think we will,” I say. “You still gotta explain where the funds Brian stole went, or will you cover that up with your board as well?”

He clears his throat. “How much are we talking?”

I laugh. “Funny thing about rich people, they don’t even miss hundreds of thousands of dollars goin’ missin’. It’s nothin’ to them, which just goes to show that you obviously have too much money and not enough brain power.”

He straightens himself out, and I can’t wait to break his fuckin’ nose.

“Fine. I’ll make the transfer, but if you ever come in here again, I’ll have you arrested.”

I laugh. “Don’t you know, fuckface, we own the police. Not much they’re gonna do about it, but I’m sure there’s plenty of bad publicity we can bring on Shields security.” We don’t really ownallof the PD in NOLA, but he doesn’t need to know that.

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