“Your assignment, should you choose to accept it, is to find and apprehend the known billionaire real estate tycoon turned money launderer, Mason Sims.” My partner Evan Brown shook his head, snorting. “I think this is a bullshit assignment myself. Why would anyone with that much moolah need to launder money? I don’t get it. What did we do to the Chief that he’s giving us this crappy assignment?” It was my turn to shake my head. “You’re such a drama queen, Evan,” I said, taking a sip of my coffee. “Besides, Chief said he isn’t sure that it’s Sims doing it. He looks clean on paper. Too clean if you ask me. So if he isn’t the one, he damn sure knows who is. That I’ll lay money on.” Evan pulled our rented Ferrari up at the front of the Sphinx Nightclub. It was one of the most exclusive clubs in the city. You had to know someone who slept with someone who had money to even get in the door. Only the wealthiest played here. And tonight, Evan and I were…
