Kira found her at The Gilded Cage , a club where the air tasted like regret and cheap champagne.
The club’s lights dimmed. Two bodyguards stepped from the shadows. HotAndMean.24.04.04.Kira.Noir.And.Miss.B.Nasty....
“Every word you just said about the auction, the stolen goods, the blackmail—sent to three different precincts,” Kira said softly. “Hot. And mean.” Kira found her at The Gilded Cage ,
Miss B. Nasty leaned forward, her smile sharp as a stiletto. “Then you should’ve brought something prettier than that attitude. See, I don’t give. I take . And right now? I’m taking your reputation.” the stolen goods
“You’re live?” B. Nasty’s eyes flickered. First time Kira had seen her blink.
Kira paused at the door, the red exit sign painting her silhouette.
“You’re a bitch, Noir.”