His Mate, My Spy
“But I’m productive in my own way. I support businesses. Bars thrive when I show up. Clubs make record profits. The parties I throw create employment. DJs, caterers, event planners, security. I stimulate the economy.”
Damien exhaled slowly. “If you want to rationalize your lifestyle, at least be honest about it.”
Zane shrugged. “I am honest. I just don’t wear a suit while doing it.”
Silence settled between them, familiar and charged with years of shared history.
“So,” Damien said at last, his tone sharpening slightly. “What brings you here?”
Zane’s expression shifted, becoming more serious.
“I received some intel,” he said casually. “Word is you’ve hired someone new.”