Ezra moved silently, walking through the dark streets of the city, the hood of his jacket pulled low to hide his face.
This wasn't his first time sneaking around but this felt different. This was the first time he was sneaking around, risking his life, to see a chick. Some would call him a simp, take one look at Helena, and change his title to Alpha. Others would call him an idiot and stand by it. And others would cheer him on.
He knew the risks of what he was doing and he also knew the rewards. They hadn't gotten as much money as they'd hoped in Westside. There just weren't enough buyers. The slush fund was still a significant sum that couldn't be abandoned. He needed to get to whoever held the fund, one way or another.
Ezra sighed as he leaned against the back wall of the T-Max building, slipping his phone out of his pocket and sending off a quick message.
Guess who's out back right now.
