Keiko looked up quickly. “I’m not going to sell to him, of course, but I wanted to keep you in the loop. This doesn’t change anything.”
My mind was going a mile a minute but no coherent thoughts formed. “How did—” I shook my head. “Why does he think—” I broke off again. My throat closed up. That f*****g rat. He was always sneaking around, just waiting for me to turn my back so he could shove me out of the way. Fury rattled my rib cage. “Fuck.”
“f**k, indeed.”
A surprised, humorless laugh fell out of my mouth. It was the first time I had heard Keiko swear. I blinked rapidly. “How much did he offer you?”
She glanced up at me, then back down at her wine. “It’s not important.”
I narrowed my eyes. “Yes, it is. How much?”
She sighed. “Ten percent more.”
“Ten percent more?” I gaped at her.
