Problems

Demitri

Today started well, then just took a nose dive off a cliff.

Sitting, I face Dean. "I told you to make them aware you won't do it anymore, if they are insisting you do, then give them your new address."

"I don't have one. We broke up last night, and she kicked me out. When I tried telling them that the address was no good, he told me I managed to get the last item back, so I can just sit there until it arrives," he argued, and I glared at him.

"You didn't try hard enough. You could have lied and said your ex no longer lives there. When is this package getting sent?" I ask.

"Friday, this one comes with instructions. Apparently, it needs to be kept in a cold place, ideally a freezer," Dean mutters, and I glare. That means it's a fucking body part. None of my men have gone missing through.

So, I'm not sure what the hell this is about.

"Figure it out. You said he rings on the day. So on the day, tell him she has moved and you can't get into that apartment as someone else lives ther