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She doesn’t like my sense of humor. “I’ll offer you ten thousand euros throw the fight. Two thousand more if it looks convincing.”
“How come you’re so sure I’ll even make it that far?”
She cracks a smile, and I’ve got to say, it’s unsettling. “Word is O’Brien has taken an interest in you.”
“That so?” I run my fingers across my jaw. “How come you’re so certain the big fella will qualify?”
“If Vidal loses, I’ll kill him.”
The woman is bleedin’ serious.
She shrugs. “Just a matter of speech.”
“O’Brien really screwed you over,” Clarissa presses on. Yep. Recording every word, for sure.
“He promised to spend hours with his head between my thighs but instead is trying to fuck me from behind.”
Well, there you have it.
Sylvia rises to her feet. Her men follow suit. “Throw the fight and take my money, or you’ll end up with the same offer I made Vidal.” The mad woman stalks off with a trail of men behind her.
I turn and catch Clarissa tapping the red button on her cell phone. She stores her phone safely away in her knapsack. Unaware that whatever she captured on video will never see the light of day.
I wait a heartbeat until I have her full attention. “She threatened to kill you,” is all she has to offer me. “In case you didn’t notice, I’ve a way with the ladies.”
She stares at me like I’ve lost my bleedin’ mind. “She threatened to kill you.”
I stand and nod toward our table. “All this talk of fighting and murder has given me an appetite.”
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