Page 57 of Mafia Handbook

“Not really,” Oakley shrugged, donning a knowing smile. “You just upped the challenge.” Running her finger along the space bar, “When Milena came to my condo after you agreed to take her case, I needed to know who the hell you were, as all my searches came up blank. Knowing your enemy is halfway to winning the war.”

Shifting her gaze out the dirty window, “I counted on her refusing to go out to the club. I took a taxi and arranged for the car using a card my mother never got around to giving Gil. I made sure plenty of people saw me drinking, and pretended to be drunk, needing a ride. I knew Milena would rescue me, being a good person is what she does, and I knew the car following us would spook her enough to get in contact with you. When Milena fell asleep, I pinged our location, blocked your cameras, and put a bug of my own creation into your system.”

Nodding his head, “I must applaud you, Oakley, for not only excelling at a male-dominated occupation, but for being so creative while doing it. You had me and my team chasing Gil and believing you were a dude.”

“Can I ask you something, Sebastian?”

“Sure.”

“How did you figure it out? Who I was, I mean?”

Smiling, “You got greedy.”

Slamming her eyes shut, Oakley banged her hand on the table, “That fucking deposit.”

Leaning back, Bash dusted off his jeans. “I had my associate set that account up the night I took Milena into hiding. Had you not tried to steal the money, Gil might still be in jail.”

Movement from the attic door caught Jamisson’s attention, motioning for Grant to come on in, he stood to his full height, Bash following suit.

Grant nodded at the men before pulling a pair of handcuffs from his belt. “Oakley Cortez, you are under arrest for the act of committing fraud, identity theft, and robbery.”

Standing from her seat, Oakley placed her hands behind her back. “Hey, Trespass, good job breaking my firewall. No one else ever could.”

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