Chapter 73

Tomorrow.

“You wanted to see me?” The man with an obviously fake mustache leaned closely towards her, “I don't have that much time before someone notices me.”

“I need your help.” Her voice was low. Her back was straight, and her eyes were staring intently at the clipboard in her hand, she was barely looking at the man.

“Of course, you need my help!” He inwardly rolled his eyes as said, unable to hide the growing irritation. “Just what do you need? And at what price are you willing to give?”

“I need their identities before this evening is over.” She said calmly, and it took a few...