Ch 58. Family Business
Author: Helen B.
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Simon dragged Marcus outside, the rain soaking both of them. Michael’s men stood watch, their eyes scanning for any signs of retaliation.

“The Broker,” Simon said, his voice dripping with disdain. “Who does he work for?”

Marcus shook his head frantically. “I don’t know! I swear! He’s just a middleman! The money—”

“Where did the money come from?” Simon interrupted.

Marcus hesitated, fear flashing in his eyes. “Parker Holdings. I don’t know from whom exactly, but the funds came through that company. That’s all I know, I swear!”

Simon released Marcus, letting him collapse onto the wet pavement.

The streetlights above cast harsh shadows over Simon’s face, making him look every bit the predator he was in that moment.

“You’re lying,” he said, his voice low but razor-sharp. “You’ve got more than that. Talk.”

Marcus shook his head, his breath coming in ragged gasps. “I swear, man, I swear—”

Simon crouched, grabbing Marcus by the front of his shirt and yanking him close, their faces inches apa
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