Chapter 24 – The Gift with Zorak’s Face

Arjona POV

“Fuckers!!”

Arjona paced behind her desk, one stiletto clicking harder than the other.

She took a slow sip of bourbon. Let it burn.

“He’s dodging me again,” she muttered, jaw tightening. “Bastard’s scared of ghosts in suits.”

Her hand hovered over the receiver. Tap. Tap. Tap.

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