The Auction Ring
She made sure that the big tale was between them at all times.
“I will leave once you tell me what you know about Michelangelo Venturi,” Yoshiro lowered his gaze and looked at her as if he was going to stab her to death.
“I don’t know any Michelangelo or Leonardo or Raphael. If you want to find Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle, go buy a comic book,” she rebuked.
“Ha-ha, good joke. You know what I am thinking,” said Yoshiro.
“I don’t want to know…” barked Renata.