Nash tucked his phone in his pocket, a crooked little grin on his lips as he headed to Ironline District.
But before he got sucked into that circus, he had one thing to take care of.
Amara.
He wrote her a message, something quick about the team, the recruitment, the contract, and how goated his pocket was now.
Barely send and bam, instant reply. She was blowing up, just like Lina had.
Then, all spark and fire, she practically purred through the phone about meeting up, about rewarding him in a way he had become accustomed to.
Nash just laughed. Exactly what he was hoping for. But… after this meeting.
They agreed to meet in the Metro station.
Several minutes later, she was already posted up by the time he rolled in, strutting over like a pet having found its master.
