The Ruthless Luna Of Alpha Clyde
“Can you put out in a good word with the chief? He hasn't been answering my calls and I don't want to have a wreckage with him.”
Tsking, “I don't know about that, Emma. He's in a grenade zone and nobody is going close to him except you have a death wish or want to get burned.”
Her voice went flat. “I understand. Let me prep. I'm on my way.”
“Okay.” Allen ended the car.
Well, she needed that breath of fresh air away from Clyde and his drama.
Emma, happy to have a reason to step out, went straight to the bathroom to freshen up. When she finished, she dressed in black pants, a white shirt, and black loafers. She also had her hair wrapped in a tight bun. Have to be ready for business.
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