Good Girl Gone Bad
“Why are you telling me this? I don't want any part of—”
Azriel cut me off with a wave of his hand, his tone sharpening. “Because you need to understand, Saoirse.”
He paused, his gaze boring into me, making me feel exposed, vulnerable. “All those killings you've heard whispers about, the messy and forbidden business that stains the underbelly of this place? It's all part of it. Nexus isn't just a club, it's a front. A glittering mask for the Trojan Covenant. We launder fortunes, broker pacts with devils, and when things get...unruly, we clean up the mess. Last night was a taste of that reality.”