Cracking His Code
I say, my accent thick and sharp, "There is a retaining f*e. One million dollars. Non-refundable. Paid upfront before you take a single step past this workshop."
Oliver shrugs, “Okay, sure.”
"That is just to open the door," I continue, stepping half a pace closer. "For the actual protection detail, the rate is one hundred thousand dollars a day. Payable at the end of every twenty-four-hour cycle. If you miss a payment, we drop you on the curb."
The little fucker smirks at me. “Doable.”
"And," I add, dropping my voice to a dangerous murmur, "For every assailant my team has to permanently remove from the board to keep you breathing, the bounty is two hundred and fifty thousand dollars. Per hea
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