That was a joke

NALEDI’S POV

“Was there anything this fucker didn’t have his grubby hands on?” Korah took words out of my mouth.

“I ask myself every minute,” I spoke as the car slowed to a stop. We were at the Luka’s poultry.

This was the fricken address he’d sent to me, and since Marcus wasn’t available to move with me, he had Korah glamoured into a buff-looking man that currently sat beside me, and a few other guards that were with me, as per Caellum’s orders.

So long as they steered clear of the way, I figured we would be fine. I dialed Luka’s number before stepping out of the car, holding a bag, filled to the brim with money.

“Where are you?” I asked as soon as the line connected.

“Looking at you.” His words caught me off guard. I looked up and truth be told, he was right there, on top of what I presumed to be a guard house, looking right at me.