"So my head is safe?"
"Why wouldn't it be safe?" I ask, confused.
"Because I gave your address to Ezrah."
"Oh, that. Thanks for giving it to my Daddy."
Ethan is usually a stoic man, but I catch him relaxing a bit. Was he worried I would go after his head? Fair concern if you piss me off. Luckily for him, he'll be keeping his head.
"Is this why you called me here?"
"No. There's something else."
"Well?" I nudge him to continue.
"I may have a job for you," he says cautiously.
Oh, now we're speaking.
"Is that so? And what is this job opportunity?"
"The head of the mafia family in Alston City ordered a hit for someone in our town."
Well, this is interesting. I didn't expect it, and rarely does something surprise me.
"Why? This town is ours."
"He didn't say why, but he requested you since you're…"
"I am what?"
"Little," Ethan says and flinches.
I explode immediately, swearing and cursing this mafia guy and his ass that I'll be sure to beat the crap out of. Being Little is something to be proud of, and this fucker will regret it.
"No." Ethan interrupts me. "He didn't mean little as in the kink sense. You have a small physique and the guy he wants dead won't see it coming."
"Oh. Why didn't you say so? Now tell me more."
"The target is the owner of a strip club in downtown. I don't know what the guy has done, but Kazimir ordered a fast death, no additional fun."
"I was just about to say that I'll get to have fuuuun."
"You still can. It just needs to be done quickly. Are you in?"
I think for a second. Our town is ours. Kazimir didn't try to get past us and deal with this bar owner on his own, even though he has the means. It shows respect.
"I'm in," I say.
"Great. I'll send you the information. It needs to be done by the end of next week."
"Sure thing, boss."
I send Ethan a kiss with my hand and stride out of his office. The day seems full of pleasant surprises.
Sadly, I don't see Daddy because he's on the second floor, making sure everything's running before tonight's opening.
"So," Conrad says beside me.
