The Boardroom Heat

ee just how much it would cost them. The car rolled to a stop outside an exclusive underground lounge in the heart of Manhattan-Th

fun? Not a chance." Justin's lips twitched, but there was no humor in his eyes. He knew exactly how dangerous t

about to walk in

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languages to count. The lighting was dim, the scent of expensive cigars and aged whiskey t

ws. Tall, broad-shouldered, with sharp Slavic features and cold, calculating eyes. He looked like the

ear, but the moment he spotted Justin and Katie app

thick with a Russian accent. "I was w

o the booth across from him. "I don't crawl for an

glass. "Business. Always business. Tell me, what does

-on. "We have information on Moore." Alan raised

s been siphoning money, not just from Clarke Enterprises but

rew sharper. Justin pulled out a USB drive and slid it across the table. "Everythi

what is it you want in return?" forced herself to hold his

ch," he mused. "Do you know what happens when a man like me makes someone d

ve." Katie leaned in slightly. "We know you don't like people stealing from you, Ala

just a pretty face, Miss Valerie." She smirked. "No. I

handle Moore." Katie exhaled, relief washing through her. But then Alan's ey

turned shar

asking. Alan wasn't just agreeing to help. He was pulling them

r." A favor. A promise they wouldn't be able to break. Katie'

n it's done." He lifted

w alli

ste of victory tainted with the knowledge t

nning of

ly as she climbed into the passenger seat of Justin's car. "Tell me we didn't just sig

So when he eventually asks us to smuggle wea

at a time." Katie shook her head, but deep down, she knew the truth. They had just started

rap i

he sat in Justin's office, staring at the phone on his desk. They were waiting. Wait

as sharp, strained. Panicked. "Whatever you think you know, you don't

s breath. "You need to back off. Both of you. This isn't just abou

of si

u're playing in a world you don't understand. If

e fraud. This was something much bigger. Justin exhaled. "Thanks

ustin ended the call. Silence filled the room

means we're close." Justin nodded. Then, almost absently, he reach

's smirk returned. "To making sure Moore never sees the inside of a boar

ad to do was wa