Chapter 17

"Chris is busy, I'll take her home. Right, Chris?" Pérez looked at Chris, mischief hidden in his eyes.

"Yes, I'm busy" Chris just looked away.

"Later Boss"

I moved towards the entrance of the dining room.

"What do you think you're doing?" Pérez suddenly spoke behind me.

"Sorry?" I turned to see Pérez holding a man's hand that was inching to my butt cheek.

"What's your deal?" The man spat angrily.

"I'm sure your Boss' mistress doesn't mind as long as I pay, right?" The man smiled lustfully.

"What?"

In a flash, Pérez had picked up a knife and had it drilled into the man's arm.

His bodyguard behind him pulled out their pistols and had it to Pérez's head.

A shot was fired, the sound came from Jason's direction.

Jason placed his 1911 AMT silverballers on the table, it had a viper symbol engraved on it.