forgive me, the Skuller has become a hot spot for a few street gangs. Their disputes have rubbed off into the club with a couple of incidents in the past few weeks forcing me to be more cautious."
"Yeah I've heard but I'm your friend, Brant. Besides, I texted you earlier and you said that I could come up and see you." Arina was a little agitated with her friend's attitude towards her.
"You never mentioned anything about coming with a friend, let alone a child of the Fasceda family. You don't get it Arina, I promised those guys a safe performance tonight. If I disclose their location to someone that has other intentions, that's on my head and I'm not that far up the food chain for your darling little friend's father to give a rat's ass about me." Jordi shrugged at the dryness in Brant's voice. She wasn't lying though, the Skuller wasn't a high priority affair in her father's dealings and if anything happened, it would be wiped out in a flash.
"Alright, alright...I'm sorry. Maybe next time I won't bring you someone who you could gain some business growth and security from." Arina, was