“You should have called me. I would have taken care of it for you and you wouldn’t still be in this situation.”
Across from Aleah, Jessica arched a skeptical eyebrow at Ivan. “Oh, yes please, Raymond Reddington, tell us what crafty plan you would have implemented to sort this matter out. Were you going to make it look like a self-orchestrated end? Or are we talking about helicopters and spies?”
Ivan huffed. “Don’t be ridiculous. Anyway, any plan I came up with would have been better than Aleah sneaking into the house in the middle of the night with a gun. Everyone knows I am the brains here.”
Aleah looked between her two best friends, her lips pursed in frustration for what felt like the hundredth time. They had met in the favorite park near their old high school. It was a ritual they h
