A Tempting Proposition

Avery

The backseat of the taxi smelled faintly of stale coffee as I sank against the cracked leather, watching streetlights streak across the window. My thoughts were still reeling from the outrageous deal Declan had just laid on the table. Worse yet, the driver had tuned the radio to some chaotic experimental jazz that sounded like a pair of alley cats brawling, which did zero favors for my poun