Chapter fifty six

 "What do I want?" Finley reiterated. "I came clubbing and I happened to bump into my old-time client only to be asked this?"

 

 "Finley quit the whole act. I stopped because I know what you want. I know you had me followed. So, I need you to tell me yourself, prove me wrong or right, what do you want?"

 

 "I want nothing from you. I just want your Marcus dude out of my business. He came to me tonight to still talk about Eva. What part about her being cremated did you not understand? Why didn't you relay the information to him?"

 

 Amelia stretched both hands forward, gesturing for him to stop. "Can you calm the fuck down?"

 

 "You don't tell me that. Tell your police fuck buddy to stay away from my arena,"

 

 "What did you just call Marcus?" Amelia asked, her eyes narrowing. She was visibly angry and somehow, Gavin standing her up contributed to it.