The cigarette hissed against the wet curb as he crushed it out. “Don’t look at me like that, man. I’ve pulled records on arms dealers easier than him. Lisa got close to him somehow… and I don’t think she walked away clean.”
Luis’s jaw twitched.
“You’re playing with gasoline, Lu,” Omar said. “And that man? He’s already holding the match.”
Luis stared at him a second longer, then without another word, turned and drove into the streetlight glow.
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The boardroom was already packed when Arthur Brook stepped in, flanked by silence that seemed to follow him like a loyal shadow. His stride was calm, and smooth. Everyone could see that he was power in motion as those thighs were made to fit into a flannel charcoal grey.
The room quieted like someone had pressed mute.
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