Bianca looked at her, expression flat, eyes cold enough to strip warmth from the room without effort.“Likewise,” she said, her gaze flicking lazily around the bar. “This place stinks.”Rose didn’t rise to it, even though something in her already wanted to. That was the thing about Bianca. She didn’t need to push hard. She just… pressed, and waited for you to break yourself against it.“What do you want, Bianca?”“A message,” she said simply, stepping closer as though she had every right to stand in Rose’s space. “Kaelynn has to cancel tonight. He wants you at the docks at Midnight. He has a little job for you.”Rose clenched her fist before she realized she’d done it.“I’m working,” she replied, keeping her tone even. “I don’t just walk out because someone clicks their fingers.”Bianca sneered.“Well,” she said lightly, “you can tell him that.”A pause, just long enough to be deliberate.“Oh, that’s right,” she added, turning her head. “You can’t. His phone is off because he has more
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