Constantine,” Cara says, waving a manicured hand. Obsessed with yoga.īut, because I own them too, they indulge me despite whatever laws they were trained to follow.
Constantine,” Brenda calls out, a wide smile on her wrinkled face. No matter how hard they try to claw their way out of the gutter and dress up to fit our world, they’ll always be rats in fucking suits.
The Morellis only wish their presence in this city were anywhere close to ours. We’ve been in every architectural magazine, and a movie was even once filmed here. It’s one of the most revered and admired pieces of architecture in New York. The one-thousand-seven-foot skyscraper Halcyon Building is more than the hub for a multi-billion-dollar firm but is also the home of three five-star restaurants, a bar and cigar lounge, a state-of-the-art wellness spa, three elite residential floors, and a rooftop private terrace. Halcyon requires everyone to play by the Constantine rules-by my rules-in order to maintain the utmost control over this godforsaken city. All because they obey my one golden rule. It takes an iron fist to keep everyone in perfect submission. We’re not a Fortune 500 company and one of the world’s most prestigious acquisition firms for nothing.
It’s what keeps the wheel greased and moving efficiently. While reference may be made to actual historical events or existing locations, the names, characters, places and incidents are products of the authors’ imaginations, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.Ī sense of pride washes over me when they all yield to my simple demands. No part of this e-book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form without prior written permission from Dangerous Press LLC. This copy is intended for the original purchaser of this e-book only.
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