Satisfied with our deal, the bald bastard and I were happy as hell. I basically sold my blood for guns and a fucking tank. But I didn't feel bad at all.
"Vincent, can I get another one of those souped up Escalades?"
"You mean to give it to the Simmons?"
Was I really that predictable? I wasn't even surprised anymore. Wordlessly, I just nodded.
"I can make arrangements, shall I also order a smaller car for your adoptive mother? The Bladed Kitsune was quite angry that we didn't act when the little lady was kidnapped."
"Aki, means well. Don't think too badly of her."
"My lord. Are you aware of the rumors about her?"
"I am. She tried to kill me yesterday. I could barely defeat her. But she is mine now, so treat her with respect."
"I see. Your harem is very impressive, my lord."
"They are not my harem."