112 The Signature (2)

"Is that all you can say off the top of your head?" Yes, she was absolutely right and I absolutely did not care. For once I had no remorse for something I had done, and it felt really good. 

Delilah looked at me and shook her head with disbelief. "I knew you were a cold blooded bitch deep inside." 

"Must be like looking in a mirror," I narrowed my eyes at her suspiciously. "And something tells me that the little story you just told me about your obsession because of money? That's bullshit," she stiffened ever so slightly. "What's the real reason?"

"That is the real reason."

"Don't play games with me, Ramsay. You have nothing to lose right now," my ankle stopped rocking Mason's seat. "What is it?"