Oliver watched as she devoured her meal with gusto and poured her another glass of ice-cold beer. The two of them ate and sipped on their beers, chatting away like old friends who hadn't seen each other for years.

Just as Josefina was sinking her teeth into a drumstick, her phone buzzed. She glanced at the message and nearly lost her appetite.

It was Luke. [Boss, those guys got picked up! Could it be Oliver? Will they spill the beans about your martial arts skills?]

Luke wanted to add, "Is your secret identity still intact?"

Josefina looked up to find Oliver's gaze on her. "Everything alright?" he asked.

Josefina flashed a smile. "Nah, just some spam."

She peeled off her gloves and took a long swig of the refreshingly cold beer - pure bliss. "Oliver, did you have someone take care of those punks we ran into today?"

know? Josie, I didn't

"Knowing how you operate, I figured

roguish chuckle, his handsome features even more striking

that, Oliver had indirectly admitted to it. Josefina probed

need to look up to know what she was really asking.

her gaze. "Didn't you say they were opportunists? I

- was Oliver taking

certainly wasn't one to take anyone

with you. My guys were meant to deal with those thugs but haven't called me yet." Josefina dropped the subject.

the

surprise. "Didn't peg you as a tidy-up

that a man who can't cook or clean will struggle

asked if Rowan could

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