I offered you a wedding once, and you gave me humiliation in front of the syndicate. Fate's repayment is exquisite — your brother in a cell, and me holding the only key.
The price is two days. Friday through Sunday. My penthouse, under my rule, under my thumb. Your submission, in exchange for evidence.
Come hating me. I'd be disappointed if you didn't.
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