Chapter 34

Do we have a deal? London UK, the 1870s. “Come on Baxley, you know how these things work. Don’t give me a hard time. Just sign the papers, you’ll end up with a lot of money in your pocket, and I won’t need to play rough with you.” “I’m not signing, Dryden! I don’t take threats too well.” “Neither do I! You didn’t know with whom you messed by sending those men to raid my office,” I hissed, giving him a few hard punches in the face. It was about two in the morning,...