Chapter 77 Shawn Cards

• He hadn't expected the head to come in a designer box. But Antonio always liked theatrics.
• Seated at the corner of a private club, a place where power brokers, corrupt elites, and old money figures conduct business far from the prying eyes—is Shawn. He sat across from the man, tight-lipped, watching his words sink deeper into him, while his head replayed the head sent to him.
• Antonio had killed his assassin. Sent him the head to let him know who has the power. Even though the assassin was a known sex offender, it still made his blood boil.