Chapter Twenty-One
Tony B. concluded our business, as there were no other bombshells to drop.
At least not yet.
I felt compelled to have a little follow-up chat with Martin—to gain some further clarification—but prior to doing that, I needed to confirm something that had been bothering me.
So, before I had that one-on-one with the person I least wanted to have a conversation with, I called the one that was second on that list.
Ramirez.
I dialed his number and he picked up, to my chagrin, on the first ring. I had hoped to leave him a message but sighed, knowing this would yield results faster. Besides, it would have been childish to hang up, considering my number was in his contact list and he would have already known it was me.
“AJ, twice in one day. Don’t tell me you’re ready for r
