Chapter 66

Quintessa stood by the window, her gaze tracking Manny’s car as it vanished into the night.

Dawn was still a few hours off, and with the Youngs in disarray, she figured she could stir the pot just a bit more. She dialed a number on her phone.

“It’s me. Let’s meet. The usual spot.”

After hanging up, Quintessa changed into the same black tracksuit she wore last time, threw on a baseball cap and a mask, and stuffed a packet of something into her pocket.

Downstairs, she made her way to the communal parking lot, where electric scooters and bikes were locked up. She grabbed a black cable lock from above and unlocked one of the electric bikes.

Pushing it out, she remembered that she didn’t have keys, which triggered a curse slipped from her lips, these damn electric bikes wouldn’t start without keys.

in frustration. Being car–less was a real pain.

luck was on her side, she might still snag a

there was not a taxi in sight;

wouldn’t let her sleep if she ignored his call.

then, wandering the streets in the middle of the night.” Tyrone’s voice. was lazily husky and sensually deep in the dark.

did you…” Before she could finish, headlights flooded over her, and she turned to see a car approaching. With a mocking

some shit luck. Every time she planned something shady, this

“Seems

Luxe Haven Club, yet having no improvement in his mood, Tyrone decided to head home, only to

teeth, “Yeah, so good I wish I could

a car, you can’t even catch up

darkness, Quintessa narrowed her eyes and smiled with a ghostly charm, “Oh? Does that include catching you

I’ll bring the

beeps, and the car slowly

frowned. What the hell was it between her and this son of a

the car window rolled down, Tyrone’s striking face appeared, “Bed’s here. So, how about it? The perfect time for a secret rendezvous, to make

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