Raphael's POV
I sat at my desk with Scarlett on my lap as we made out when my phone began to ring out. I groaned in frustration and pulled off her.
"Can't you just attend to it later?" She pouted and I had one last peck then answered the call without looking.
"Boss, the woman you asked us to trail is at the club. She even asked for a male stripper." One of my boys told me through the phone.
I quickly pushed her off me. She squealed in surprise. "Why would you do that?"
"Sorry, something important just came up. I have to go." I told her and headed towards the door.
"Boos, I don't think it is wise to show her your face. I have a better idea. We don't want the police sniffing around. I would ask the stripper to go to a motel with her and drug her. That way we can come and get her unnoticed."
