Chapter 141: Afraid of the Dark
Sloane Sinclair gave a small nod, accepting the point without any real argument.
Then another thought crossed her mind, and she shook her head. "Even if he really is a two-faced little viper, he's the highest-tier one I've ever seen."
Naomi Vale did not look convinced. A man was a man, and in her experience, most men who played innocent only looked clever because the women around them wanted to be fooled.
"How high-tier could he possibly be?"
Sloane answered with one sentence. "You've seen him before. That night, with the plane."
Naomi sat up so fast the leather cushion behind her gave a faint creak. "Holy shit."
Respect, sudden and sincere, came over her face.
