#Chapter421
The deal
Ryan
/"Hello?/" I mumbled into the phone.
Did you ignore our deal? Ace asked.
/"No, I didn’t disregard the fucking deal./"
Good. Meet me in a half-hour and bring your boys.
Click.
Fanfuckingtastic. Our life had settled down, getting disrupted thanks to this fucking deal. I needed to take care of this deal, then cut ties with this fucking family forever.
I dialed a number.
Cheerio, dear boy. Frazier answered.
I didn’t have the fucking patience for Frazier’s nonsense today. I appeared on edge.
/"Half an hour. You recognize the place./"
I hung up and dialed another number.
What? Jordan snapped.
/"Don’t start with me. I’m not in the mood./"
I was in the middle of something.
/"Well, now you’re not. Half an hour. You recognize the place./"
