I want to kill Elizabeth Hill, and then I want to fuck the shit out of her or vice-versa. She's made her point loud and fucking clear. I haven't been able to catch her at the house for three days and it's making me start to think really crazy shit. I even spent the night there one night, and she didn't come home. The nerve of her little ass. If I don't find her today, I may have Cutter put a tail on that Jagger kid. She's got to show up at some point and if it's with him, I'm going to beat his ass and make her watch. "Roman!" "Yes." I hiss. "Did you take care of the Mendez doctor?" Camden asks me with a what-the-fuck face. "Obviously." "What was his price?" "He didn't have a price. He had a breaking point." "Understood." "What's up with the clubs?" I ask Cutter trying to get my head back into this meeting. "Good. New York and Philly are on track. I may have to go down to Miami and get things in order down there." "And the DUI, Cam?" "Handled and expunged. Fucking sexy ass lawyer handled it too." "Cool.
