Don't joke with that.

Lily sighed, giving up the game.

She slid a picture over to him, and he picked it up, glancing down at it.

“She’s pretty. Is she a model friend or what? Do you need me to off her?” Vance asked with furrowed brows.

“Be serious.“ She snapped at her ex boyfriend, as the waitress dropped the cake and coffee for them.

In these parts of the city where criminals resided, talking about killing someone was like talking about the weather. Therefore, the peroxide bleach blonde waitress was unmoved and minded her own business.

That was how one survived long enough to settle down, after all.

Lily took a sip of her coffee and a forkful of cake while Vance waited.

“Well,” he asked. “Don’t make me wait, flower girl.”

“It’s Lily.” She sneered, “You said my name not long ago, but of course you might have forgotten that. What with the number of girls your dick sees every week. It must be hard for you to keep up with your own antics sometimes.”

Vance gave her a look up and down, before saying, “It has be