Her reply came in immediately, seemingly distrustful. ‘Why are you calling all of a f*****g sudden? Are the police trying to track my number? You should know that the cops can’t do s**t to me.’
I replied. ‘No. I want to make a deal with you, Tina.’ When I called her again, she picked up, and her voice slithered into my ear through the phone, smug and low toned. “Hi, handsome. I never thought this day would come when you would willingly call me just to hear my voice.”
I tried to keep the dark intent and irritation from coloring my voice. “Tina. We both know what we want, and I don’t want to f*****g waste any time in getting all of this s**t to die down. What do you think I could give you, and in exchange, you stay away from Leilani?”
She giggled darkly on the other side of the call. “Wow
