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t slip-up on this one. We need you

ad."Well, I'm not intere

ou're the best forensic accountant we've got. As much as I hate to do

ms lazily folded across my chest and a facial expressi

ting shadows across the dilapidating walls. The air in the room

ed out at me, warning me to lea

legs shivered and my tongue continued to click against my teeth. Thanks to the table

ears but without a doubt, this was my most dangerou

ack and white flashed in my face. Men in expensive suits, their faces void of smiles and haircuts that s

y-the city's most

tinued." Human trafficking, slave trading, drug dealings, illegal gambling, mo

ch twisted. Being a part of the FBI, that was the code-even i

d, feigning

xcitement as they locked into mine. Their main casino, the Opal Mirage, has a vacancy for

ty and a sense of defiance

ant, infiltrate a mafia family and hang in

e missing money, the secret deals, the offshore accounts they think are inv

hand how dangerous the crimeworld could be, but taking on the m

cerpts of this mission, the c

rly for my answer, being well

ly said, clearing my dry throat as I

s mission alive, I'd have s

sed abruptly as he met my gaze real

is time. "We'll be watching out. If anythin

as the sound of my voice filled t

ke a difference Elena Velasquez, this is your chanc

out the people who had suffered because of the D'

d. "Fine

*

ter...The Opal

the men were dressed in lavishly tailored pristine suits, the women were clothed in

heels clicked and voices blended into a

of my blouse, forc

ng waitresses and balancing trays of expe

cided to grace us with h

sino's financial clerks, grinning a

ed, his sleeves rolled up and little bags formed under his

rtable addressing me

't he? I thou

my eyes scanned his neatly pressed shirt. "W

own hair. "Not even close. But I did get an extra thirty minute

. "Small

ip of his coffee, then glanced at m

irt-professional but sleek. It was exactly the kind of lo

rugged. "Just tryin

just fine, Elena. Take it e

and with a trace of sarcasm

e wanted to say something else, but then a

straightening up. "Try no

hair instinctively, already turning toward th

by the underboss in

*

ng. The scent of cigar smoke clung to the a

lue light that flickered above, casting lon

xclusive but to me, it felt like a cloud of lie

ion twisted in barely contained rage. The man was a hulking figure tuck

table between us, the impact making me

rough the low murmur of the casino beyond the walls of the room. "Just like

weeks carefully crafting my cover as the casino's new accountant. I knew the books i

, my voice steady despite the fear curling

table. "Don't insult me! I know a damn mistake when I s

r weak. "Then let me recheck everything," I

, cutting me off, his face inches from mine. "Eit

nd a way out of this conversation before

en. Heavy footsteps echoed as Matteo D'Angelo en

atteo wasn't just the heir to the D

rolled up to his forearms, he looked like he

something about him, something sharper, s

eting with an arms dealer. A silent, backroom deal with one of their allies, selling military-

was he

wn business for the night. He had other plans I'm sure involved ga

, his tone filled with u

s. He walked over slowly, his movements measured, and controlled. Whe

sked, voice calm but edge

jabbing a thick finger in my direction

to me, dark and unre

"I don't know how the records cha

s to believe that? Money doesn

p thought. He was about to speak, about to make a

gunshot

room. Chaos erupted as more shots followed, the sharp cracks

y wrist and yanked me down, shoving me behind the

barked, reachi

e attackers weren't stopping. More of them flooded through the door

as a

pped to my thigh, a weapon I wasn't supposed t

hout thinking, I aimed and fired. The shot hit him st

ly, his gaze lockin

s, the wariness. I had just revealed I

l are you?"

doomed,