Adonis Praxis Edward.
“I’M GETTING YOUR MONEY BACK. LAY YOUR FINGERS OFF MY SISTER!!!”
The sound blares from my phone’s speaker. I cross my legs, reclining in my chair at the Manhattan club. In my office, sharing this ridiculous spectacle with me, is Louis. If anyone asks if I have friends, he’s the one they’d point to. We’ve been friends since we were sixteen, somehow ending up in the same shadowy line of business. I needed him here to listen to the stupidity of the Lorenzo brothers, who’ve been buzzing the phone I took from Maddison since my little… performance.
“Then get us our money.” I say into the speaker, my voice a bored drawl. Louis lets out a low, amused chuckle beside me, his eyes on the projector screen where we’ve mirrored the phone.
“You are a disgusting man!” Enzo’s voi
