She was sitting at across the room in her own private booth along with two other gentlemen. You were told to sit this one out. This always meant trouble. Naomi flicked her eyes in your direction before glancing back at the two men. “I assume you have all of my goods on you?” She asked in a flat tone voice. “Yes, we know your reputation so we wouldn’t delay you, Lady Naomi. Your request is promised money.” The man on the left said before nodding his head.
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