I didn’t exactly have any High Cliff currency on me, much less Lowden money, but I reached for my backpack that I’d brought along with me, anyway, hoping I had something inside that she’d barter for.
“I want thirty percent of whatever you made from that guard.”
“Oh my God,” I snapped. “How many times do I have to tell you? I didn’t sleep with the freaking guard.”
“Now, honey. None of us actually sleep with our clients,” Erinn assured me with the pat on the hand. “We f**k their brains out.”
I blinked at her. “I didn’t do that either.”
“Alright,” Naveen huffed, digging into a deep leather satchel next to her. “Enough of this. I’m done going ‘round with you. You’ve forced my hand; now it’s time for the truth.” She pulled out a small black cloth pouch that looked like it could be a coin p
