Entering Davis’s office, excited Holly to put her plan in motion.

“Hello, Davey.”

She sat on the edge of his desk in front of him in her dominatrix style black dress that laced up the back and full cleavage popping out.

He looked her over at the time as she crossed her long legs. Davis swallowed hard, watching her. “How are things going with Retribution?”

“Oh Davey, did you doubt your genius?” Holly wrapped her finger around Davis’s tie. “Things are going great. I have Colt wrapped around my little finger. He’s puddy in my hands. You won’t be having any more problems out of him. But we need to...