Chapter 83

She got down on one knee in front of the armchair he was sitting in, offering an unimpeded view of her cleavage.

Austyn flicked cigarette ashes into an ashtray without looking up. ‘Sit over there.’

The woman obliged and perched on the armchair opposite.

‘What’s your name?’

‘Cora.’

‘Kira?’ Austyn’s h...