Brody didn’t know what to say at first. “Nelly.”
“Save it,” Nelly shot back, lifting a hand to tell him to zip it. You could see she was really fed up.
Brody realized she wasn’t budging at all, so he gave up. He hadn’t really meant to get her to do anything, just wanted to mess with her a little. But the way she reacted, like he was some total villain, left him feeling a bit sour.
“Give me some of your chips,” he said after a while, breaking the silence.
Nelly glanced at him but didn’t say a word. Brody just reached over and helped himself, grabbing a stack worth a hundred grand.
“Brody, what are you—” Before she could finish, he was already walking away, heading straight for a crowd clustered in the corner. A few minutes later he came back, hands empty.
Nelly looked at him, totally confused. Brody just grabbed her by the wrist and marched her across the street, into a narrow alley.
There were a few guys crouched there, smoking. When they saw Brody and Nelly coming, they immediately got on guard.
“Take me to your boss. I need some info,” Brody said, then nodded at Nelly to hand over the chips. She hesitated, but did it anyway. She knew Brody wasn’t the reckless type. He was a businessman. If the deal didn’t make sense, he wouldn’t do it.
But the two men just sneered at the chips she gave them and went in for more, grabbing a big chunk, nearly half of what they had. Nelly sucked in a breath, shooting Brody a glare.
Brody just looked amused, like he actually enjoyed seeing her lose out. “Don’t worry. Money comes and goes. You’re good at this, you’ll win it back in no time.”
“Brody, what are you even up to?”

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