The clock in Daniel's back of mind hummed loudly, each second reminding him of the risky game he was engaged in. With one hand grasping his phone and the other whisky, he walked through the dimly illuminated apartment, waiting for the call that would start everything in action.
At least temporarily, Emily was safe. Though it hadn't come without a cost, he had pulled her from Marcus Lupo's grasp. Signing over a sizable portion of his company to Marcus, he would have shocked the underground. To everyone else, Daniel Sterling would seem to be about to lose everything. However, looks might be misleading.
Daniel tried to stifle the discomfort chewing at him by extended sipping from his drink. He knew what was ahead. His arrangement with Marcus was just a band-aid over a bullet wound, a temp
