CHAPTER 196 Temperature

*Stavros*

I followed Dante out of the hallway to his office where he handed me a dark brown leather jacket. I put it on and zipped up, concealing my gun underneath it.

Once I nodded my head that I was ready to go, Dante opened his office door and walked out. I followed him, chin up, chest out, my left hand on my waist, swaying my hips as if I was listening to Temperature by Sean Paul.

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