Hotandmean.24.04.04.kira.noir.and.miss.b.nasty.... [Safe]

“I’m not here to trade barbs, B.,” Kira said, sliding into the opposite seat. “I’m here for the drive.”

“Every word you just said about the auction, the stolen goods, the blackmail—sent to three different precincts,” Kira said softly. “Hot. And mean.” HotAndMean.24.04.04.Kira.Noir.And.Miss.B.Nasty....

Kira found her at The Gilded Cage , a club where the air tasted like regret and cheap champagne. “I’m not here to trade barbs, B

Kira didn’t flinch. Instead, she uncrossed her arms and let her jacket fall open—just enough to show the wire running down her ribs. “I’m not here to trade barbs