Chapter 112 Unwritten Contract
- Her gut twisted—years of detective instincts wrestling with a possibility that could transform everything. “I want guarantees. Real proof. No more bullshit.”
- “My word,” Mason said, pressing a hand dramatically to his heart. “Full access. Every connection, every proof. If I'm lying, I don't deserve mercy.”
- “Certainty,” Maria muttered. "How do you guarantee anything in this city?”