Chapter 119 Don't Trust Anyone

• "Dogo will see you out in a few minutes," Trejo said, tapping his shoulder once more before leaving the room. She slammed the door shut, and he flinched again.
• Martin stared at the empty space Trejo had just vacated, his skin still crawling from her touch. The feel of her perfectly manicured hand on his shoulder lingered like a cold shiver down his spine. She had not even patted him hard, but it still left his nerves rattled.
• A part of him had thought he had the upper hand with the information he had just discovered. But the truth could not have slapped him harder in the face. Trejo had turned the tables without so much as raising her voice. He should have known better. People like Trejo did not get to the top of the food chain by letting go of control; they seized it.