“You’re making an enemy, Lex,” she called out, her voice now sharp as a blade. “Not a rival. An enemy. I will burn every bridge you’ve ever crossed. I will find every woman you’ve ever loved and turn her life into a litigation nightmare. I will make you nothing .”
On the other end, a man’s voice replied, “And the target?”
The rain stopped. The neon sign flickered once, then held steady. The war had just begun. Lex Vs. Lisa Ann -Evil Angel-
“Then what happens now, Lex?” she breathed. “You gonna hit me? Tie me up? Deliver me to the feds like some white knight?”
He stepped into the hallway. The door clicked shut behind him. “You’re making an enemy, Lex,” she called out,
“You’re a hypocrite,” she said, standing. She was shorter than him, but the room’s gravity shifted. “You break bones for a living. You’ve put men in the hospital for late payments. But you draw the line at a few scared girls on a boat?”
“Already did.” He tossed the drive onto the chair. It bounced once, then lay still. “The next hour is your grace period. Run. Hide. Or sit here and wait for the elevator to open. I don’t care.” I will burn every bridge you’ve ever crossed
“My job,” Lex said, pushing off the window, “is whatever the hell I decide it is tonight.”