Chapter 22

 Stevenson put on his most alluring face while he bid the small group of women to enter the novelty shop. The limousine driver lounging against the building smirked as he watched some men grab the women’s arms and pull them away. Stevenson scowled in frustration and pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his breast pocket. He’d redeemed himself in Wadim’s eyes with that last shipment. He wanted to keep the flow going. It wouldn’t do to allow his shipments to fall back in size and quality again. Although his men were doing a good job, he liked to be able to take the credit for contributing now and then; especially when he spotted fine looking women such as these.

Stevenson was reveling in relief after his last shipment. Wadim made it clear on more than one occasion that Stevenson was slipping in his duties and he was considering replacing him. If that happened, Stevenson would end up as dinner instead of at dinner. He’d do anything to keep that f