Chapter 14 - The Rival Syndicate Attempts To Leverage Sick Keo
I caught the expression of shock frozen on Linda’s face and walked calmly toward my desk without breaking eye contact.
“You found the newspaper clipping,” I noted neutrally, tossing the dossier onto the blotter.
“I... I didn't mean to pry, Mr. Gallo... I was just cleaning,” she stammered, backing away toward the heavy mahogany door.
Before she could speak again, my private burner phone on the desk buzzed aggressively with an incoming encrypted call.
I hit speakerphone, and Arthur Vance’s gravelly, mocking voice filled the silent study.
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“Enjoying your new maid, Dante? It would be a shame if something happened to her little boy at St. Jude’s tonight.”
My blood ran ice-cold, and every muscle in my body locked into a state of lethal, predatory focus.
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