and operated by Matteo Costa, it was more than just a place for overpriced drinks and flashing neo

about to do. Dressed in a sleek black dress that hugged her curves in all the right p

to impress. She was

ely spared her a glance before nodding her thr

blue and red, illuminating the packed dance floor where bodies moved in a hypnotic rhythm. At the VIP s

ched his lips, and he lifted his glass sligh

n... U

tered, Matteo was already waiting, reclining on a leather couch, a glass of whiskey

the seat across f

sat, crossing he

drink down. "I like a wom

ppreciates efficien

r than necessary. "You say you're a business

her expression calm, confident. "The ki

rms crossed. "That

ention to him. "Yo

selling yourself

against the glass table be

one for people in your... profession. Anonymous, of course. Money laundering, investment strategies, eliminating financial th

ce for a moment before no

ve and left the room

wirling his drink. "Y

s gaze. "S

s. "Most people are, when they sit

unfazed. "I guess I

kled. "No,

w she had his interest, but interest wasn't enough- she need

his face. He handed Matteo a tablet, and Matteo

evice down and looked

slightly. Step

es still locked on her. "But tell me, Sophia-why me? There

se you're the best," she said simpl

sharper in his gaze now. "Flattery will get you f

unwavering. "Then let

o something dangerously smooth. "Be careful what you

meeting his challenge h

art small. I have a problem that needs solving. If you handl

exactly what she needed-to be usefu

e problem?

nt amount of money. More importantly, he thinks he can run from his debt." He slid a piece of paper a

ng the name slowly. A test. He w

e once more. "C

Then let's see if you're a

r – Huntin

into the night, her mind already

ebt to Matteo Costa. A man

ol

lled out her phone, dialing a n

ered immediately. "Didn't think

ked. "I ne

Then, "

need to know where

ays did go after the dange

pping her phone ba

un rose, Patrick Donahue would be begging Matteo Costa for m