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Just nods and leaves as silently as she came.
Trisha leans forward, grinning. “Okay, so I need all the deets.”
“There’s nothing to tell,” I say, keeping my voice light. “It was an alliance. Arranged. No meet-cute.”
“You’re no fun,” she groans. “So this is what dirty money gets you?” She gestures at the room, joking.
I glance at Dante’s men. Their faces are stone.
Trisha doesn’t notice. “Honestly, where do I sign up for the mafia? This dirty money business is starting to sound interesting.”