Chapter 69: What do your rules have to do with me?

"Go ahead, Miss Farrell. How do you want to handle this?" A soft, musky, orchid-like scent wafted over. Stefan pinched the bridge of his nose, then a faint, knowing smile tugged at his lips. Daisy Farrell watched him. Her eyes flashed. "Mr. Zimmerman, you killed on Sixfold Commerce's turf, and you even killed one of our elders. Do you realize you've gravely violated Sixfold Commerce's rules?" "Those are your rules. What do they have to do with me? I have only one rule: if someone tries to kill...