Chapter 98 Illicit Work

It couldn't be anyone from her past. Aria had meticulously hidden her identity. Whoever had followed her there had struck a nerve, especially considering her grandmother lived there.

The thug's voice wavered with fear as he spoke. "I-I honestly don't know. Please, I beg you. We just take odd jobs. We'll do anything for money. I swear, I don't know who ordered us here!"

The guy's speech was all jumbled up, barely making any sense. Aria, however, wasn't buying it. "Illicit work, is that it?"

The thug hesitated, glancing nervously at his leader sprawled on the ground.

Aria saw that and casually planted her black boot on the man's hand. A yelp of pain erupted as he curled into a fetal position.

"Yes, yes, alright!" he conceded through gritted teeth. "We do illicit work!"

Aria released her foot, her gaze turning to the pale-faced man. "You seem to be in charge here. Tell me more about this job."

"They wanted us to force you out of Southbury, no matter what. Think about who you mig