Chapter 325: Pay Up

Daniel Zimmerman-bald, streetwise, and smug-clearly had seen the world. When Nash Johnston pulled out a Centurion Black Card, Daniel's eyes flashed and he gave Nash a second, measuring look. "Since the money's here, we can talk," he said with a grin. He jerked his chin at his men. "Go. Bring him out." A moment later, two goons dragged Sergio Ryder into the room. His face was puffy, a bruise pooled at the corner of his eye-someone had worked him over. "Dad!" Talia Ryder cried. "Talia! Nash..."...