Past - 32

"It seems as you like your new toy, huh?" The taller man asked, dragging his horrible eyeballs up and down to Regina's golden wrapped body.

Hearing his words her ears pricked. Her mind kicked into gear trying to work it all out. She had heard something like that last time too, but she still had no clue what they were talking about.

Vulture stopped eating and dabbed his mouth with a napkin. His motions so smooth and controlled compared to everyone there.

"Very satisfactory." Saying that he threw a fleeting glance at her.

"Haha..." That taller man chuckled before asking, "So did you consider our deal?"

Regina's eyes shot to Vulture as if trying to make out of their conversation. His posture had not changed. He took a sip from a chilled glass of wine. "Fine. Consider our deal complete."

The taller man scowled. "How will I know you will keep your promise?"

"You doubt my work ethic?"