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14. Velvet Knives

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I could feel the air prickled at my skin as Elian held his piercing blue eyes against Jodie.

“Your job is to be my lawyer,” he reminded her, almost kindly. “As well as provide me with the name and face of every officer and agent before they get in my way. So you better do it properly, or else.”

And just like that, I was being ushered through the back exit of the club, heart hammering in my chest. I’d danced on the edge of danger before. Interviews with drug runners, hidden microphones sewn into the lining of silk blouses, late-night rendezvous with anonymous sources. But this?

This was different.

This time, the lion hadn’t just noticed me. He’d invited me into his cage and locked the door behind us. And of course, with a thirst of truth that I have, I danced right into it.

Outside, the air was thick with humidity and the distant thrum of the city. A sleek black car with tinted windows idled at the curb, engine purring low like a warning. One of Elian’s men opened the door without a wo
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  • When the Mafia Lord Falls   14. Velvet Knives

    I could feel the air prickled at my skin as Elian held his piercing blue eyes against Jodie.“Your job is to be my lawyer,” he reminded her, almost kindly. “As well as provide me with the name and face of every officer and agent before they get in my way. So you better do it properly, or else.”And just like that, I was being ushered through the back exit of the club, heart hammering in my chest. I’d danced on the edge of danger before. Interviews with drug runners, hidden microphones sewn into the lining of silk blouses, late-night rendezvous with anonymous sources. But this?This was different.This time, the lion hadn’t just noticed me. He’d invited me into his cage and locked the door behind us. And of course, with a thirst of truth that I have, I danced right into it.Outside, the air was thick with humidity and the distant thrum of the city. A sleek black car with tinted windows idled at the curb, engine purring low like a warning. One of Elian’s men opened the door without a wo

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