Page 96 of Little Sunshine
It wasn’t a question, but I answered anyway. To keep any blowback away from Mila, it was an easy choice. “Yup.”
Abraham returned, though the others kept their distance again.
Cutting off the exit I knew he was about to make, I got to the point. “I’m willing to pay off Veronica’s debt, if you’re willing to go back to not knowing about her daughter.”
“I’ll happily forget they both exist. But it’s a considerable debt. Fifty grand.”
That fucking bitch stole fifty thousand dollars and then still pocketed the money she stole from her man and Mila.
I didn’t blink, though I wanted to drive back to Veronica and throttle her. “Get me the account info, and I’ll wire it now.”
He gestured his assistant over and whispered to him. As the man took off, Abraham looked at me with new interest. “Would you care for a tour while we wait? Our center offers guided yoga and meditation, massages, two Olympic-sized pools with a top-of-the-line steam?—”
“We’re good,” I interrupted before he brought out a PowerPoint presentation and contracts with fine print that’d sign my bank accounts away.
Abraham opened his mouth like he was tempted to push it but decided against it. His assistant was back a second later, handing him a note card before disappearing just as fast.
When he handed it to me, I used the info to wire the money from my untraceable account into what I bet was his own untraceable one. When I was done, I held the card out but didn’t release my hold. “This is a one-time thing. Rope Veronica back into this shit, it’s between you and her. If her daughter so much as gets a brochure in the mail?—”
“She won’t. I have no interest in dealing with Veronica Rogers ever again.” He pocketed the card and looked over as a small group of women walked down the street, waving at him.
Young women in tight leggings paired with sports bras.
He returned his focus to us briefly. “Now if you’ll excuse me, it’s time for me to lead meditation.”
“Yeah, I’m sure it is,” Cole muttered.
Happy to get the hell out of there, we returned to the car. I opened the door when Abraham called out again.
“Gentlemen, if you ever change your mind, all are welcome at Eternal Sun. I’m sure Mr. Black could also find some peace and tranquility away from the toxicity of Sin City. Please extend my invitation to your boss. And have a blessed day.” With that, he jogged over to the cluster of women.
Since the car is registered to Black Resorts, it’d be easy enough to run the plates. Still fucking weird.
Cole and I locked eyes but didn’t speak until we were in the car.
“Now I know why he looked disappointed when he saw us. He was expecting Maximo.” I shook my head. “It’s enough to give a guy a complex.”
Cole rolled his eyes. “I feel like I need to shower off the creepiness.”
“And sweep the car for bugs.”
His brows rose. “And that.”
I didn’t see anyone get close to the car, but that didn’t mean shit.
I didn’t trust Abraham or that fucking place.
Chapter 14
Hide Your Emotions
MILA
By the time the elevator dinged, I was in a bad mood.
No.
I was in the worst mood.
