Luna Lyra
“Well... he’s asking for a huge payment.”
“How huge are we talking about?”
“$50,000.”
I felt my blood pressure rise at the mention of money. “That huge, huh? What the hell is he doing? Why is it so expensive?”
Garret seemed to hesitate for a moment, but then he continued in a soft voice, “Well, he's a professional. And he said the job was... complicated. Since you said he needs to get rid of Lyra.”
Lyra.
The name echoed in my head like a distant bell tolling. That was part of my plan, wasn't it? To remove her from the equation. But hearing it now, after everything that had happened, something about it felt... off. My eyes narrowed, my anger rising again.