WARNING : 18+ (SUGGESTIVE/s****l SCENES)
The door opened , and Maria’s attention went to the man entering the room . She had seen him before , she jogged her memory to all her past encounters with Anthony and the likes of him as the man placed the leather bag on the long glass table between her and Anthony .
The man unzipped the bag , opening it wide to show the cash inside , crisp notes stacked together in several even-looking bundles . Maria found it odd that she recognized his hand that had uneven nails , she knew them , ‘where ?’
One more glance at the man and it clicked , he was the man she had attacked with an ice pick on the night of the shootout at the club . Averting her eyes , she backed away by a few inches .
The man left just as he had entered , without uttering a single s
