CHAPTER 228. I WILL MAKE YOU MINE. You mean...?

“You and I need to talk,” Emil rasped.

“You and I have nothing to talk about,” a woman’s voice responded. “What the hell do you want, Emil?”

“I want what you didn’t give me when I asked for it,” he replied. “Help me get it back... and I’ll make you so rich you’ll forget your own name.”

An hour later, Emil Landau was packing his meager belongings from that seedy hotel and disappearing from the city without a trace.

Loan, on the other hand, was