Chapter 99 One Job

• Taylor’s POV
• “You had one job, Don Mariano!” I snapped, my voice bouncing off the walls in the empty room. The room had once been a garage but had been transformed into Don Mariano’s lair. I wasn’t supposed to know this place existed, but the Don had snuck me here a few times. “One. Simple. Job. Take care of Ivy. How hard can it be? We had an agreement. I didn’t ask you to start a gunfight in the middle of the city. Just one man and an acid bath. It’s efficient. It’s doable!” I yelled through clenched teeth.
• Don Mariano held up his hands in surrender and exhaled. “Taylor, listen to me. We tried. I swear we did,” he replied. His voice was calm and unbothered, which only infuriated me more. “But she’s not some second-rate model we can snatch off a street corner. She’s big, successful—”