Chapter 158 The Surname That Owes Blood

Evelyn POV

I'd told him I'd call from the door.

The lane behind the club on Blackwater Row had one dumpster, a wall of pallets stacked crooked, and a steel door with no handle on the outside. I stood across from it, where the camera on the corner could still see me.

I had his number up when a car...

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