Giles let out a chuckle. “Gab, you're a straightforward guy, so | won't beat around the bush either. | want you and Alvis to treat me
like family here at Citadel—givea place to lay low, don’t meddle in my business, and if you can throw in a few perks, all the
better.”
Gab’s expression remained cold. “Fine. But Citadel isn't run by the old guard anymore. If you want to stay, you play by our rules.
Break them, and maybe I'll let it slide—but Alvis definitely won't.”
Giles gave a mock sigh, his tone light and half-joking. “If we stick to your rules, my people will starve! But rules are made by men,
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aren't they? If you wanted to, you could cutsslack with a word.”
Gab’s gaze hardened. “And what are you offeringin return? Just one turncoat who used to work for me?”
Giles grinned. “Oh, it’s not just Sean. I've brought you a real treasure today.” With a sly glance at hispanion, he gave a subtle
nod. The man returned it and slipped out of the room.
Moments later, the door opened again. Three women entered. The first two walked straight to Giles. The last one made her way
toward Gab.
Bruce blinked in surprise. The girl looked strikingly familiar.
She wore a sleek black dress that hugged her curves, and her features were both alluring and stunning. Long, wavy hair tumbled
over her shoulders, giving her an air that was at once innocent and dangerously enticing—so much like someone from his past.
Giles, arm draped around another woman and a cigar dangling from his lips, grinned. “Her name’s Tina, my goddaughter. She's
been withfor ten years—I've spoiled her like my own.”
Tina, clearly nervous, dropped into a half-curtsy before Gab, her wide eyes bright with a mix of shyness and seduction. She poured
him a drink, both hands offering it up. “Gab, I'm Tina!”
Gab’s gaze was icy as he studied her. “Who gave you that name?”
Tina blinked, feigning innocence. “I've always been called Tina. | don’t know who named me.”
Giles chuckled softly. “I remember vou used to have a smart little airl around—Svivia. | think her nwas. Back when we had
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