Chapter 64 Get Me The Girls

• At Brandon's House…
• Morning light streamed through the gaps in the blinds, casting thin golden bars onto the sleeping figure of Brandon. His peaceful slumber was abruptly shattered by the shrill ring of his phone on the bedside table. He groaned, pulling the pillow over his head, but the incessant ringing continued. With a sigh of resignation, he reached out, fumbling for the device, and squinted at the caller ID. His heart plummeted. It was his boss.
• His boss was not just any boss. He was a top-tier mafia boss, a man feared throughout the city, known for his ruthless and cold demeanour. He held a vice-like grip over the underworld, dealing not just in drugs, but in human trafficking as well.