“Present?” Gail shouts, holding up the envelope. “This is blackmail, you son of a w***e!”
I tsk him. “Now, let’s not resort to name-calling. All I require is for you to leave this office for good. I don’t want you anywhere here. Actually, make that Manhattan and all of the surrounding boroughs. This is my kingdom, and if I so much as hear you sniffing around me or my clients, I will expose you for the extortionist that you are.”
“What is he talking about?” Keira asks, turning to look at Gail, who pales.
“You wouldn’t dare.”
“On the contrary, I would dare. I double dare.” Keira looks lost in translation, which gives me another idea. Plan C—Jesus, this shouldn’t be so easy. “I spy with my little eye someone’s boyfriend, who is blackmailing half of his clients. Not to mention, dabbling in
