Inside his office.

Bernard slouched in his plush leather chair, puffing cigar smoke toward the ceiling like he owned the entire damn city-which, if you asked him, he practically did.

"Hey, Mr. Bernard," Viper began, voice laut. "Any chance that scrawny Kid confessed yet?"

Bernard snorted, a cruel grin twisting his jowls.

"Confess, not confess-doesn't make a damn bit of difference. That clueless little runt'll talk soon enough. They all break under pressure in the end."

Viper rubbed a hand over his mouth, "You sure? If I were you, I'd handle him quick. Things can get... unpredictable."

Bernard slammed his meaty fist on the desk, the thud echoing off the walls.

"You telling me how to run my station? My station. My rules. I call the shots here, and don't you dare forget it."

Viper raised both palms in surrender.

"Easy, Mr. Bernard, easy. I know you're the king around these parts. I just fear the Kid has someone big in his corner. Powerful folks poking their noses in your business can turn everything upside down."

Bernard let out a barking laugh that did nothing to soften his glare.

"They can line up and kiss my boots, for all I care. I've seen plenty of folks claiming they'd take me down- haven't seen a single hero yet. You ever see a hero, Viper?"

Before the Viper could respond, a squad leader burst through the door, nearly cracking the wood with his knuckles.

"What's so urgent you gotta break my damn door?" Bernard growled, cigar clenched between yellowed teeth.

"Sir, the Lancaster family wants Sophia Lancaster's bail set at two million," the officer reported, swallowing hard.

Bernard made a noise somewhere between a bull snort and a laugh.

"Two million? Is that a joke? Raymond's offering ten, and I'm not in the habit of trading gold bars for pocket change. Tell 'em to shove it unless they come back with something better."

returned, face pale. He hovered at the threshold like he'd rather be anywhere

hell do

call from Ms. Jasmine Kingston. She says we

vanished, replaced by a flicker

long moment, he

turned his gaze to Viper,

You left out the part about Jasmine Kingston being involved? She's a certified nightmare. That

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arms wide, eyes bulging in denial. "Don't pin this on me! I

his cigar, but he managed to regain some

sniffing around, I'll deny we ever booked the Kid. See if that

at the squad leader to deliver his lie-tell Jasmine they had no

second the guy left,

caller ID. "Alfred Kingston," he muttered voice

unease.

Looks like the entire Kingston

Alfred! Long time, no

11

Alfred hissed. "I'm only calling for one reason. Did you arrest a young man

"Alex? No, why would

cut you off for good.

a fist, nails digging into his palm. But he forced his

all! If some incompetent rookie happened to nab a random kid,

hair on his head is harmed, I'll see

came the dial

his phone, heart slamming against

"Dammit! I've got Jasmine and Alfred Kingston breathing down my neck, all for that stupid Kid. Didn't you say he was a nobody, Viper? You worthless

temples. "There was no hint- I swear, no

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