Chapter 4 - An Unholy Alliance
Evelyn walked out into the stormy night.
She could not stay in that cursed mansion another minute.
She needed an ally, someone who knew Victoria’s darkest secrets.
She drove to the low-end district of the city.
The streets were slick with rain and oil.
She pulled up outside a dimly lit tavern.
Inside, smoky air and loud music filled the room.
In the back corner sat Jax, a man covered in faded tattoos and scars.
Jax looked up, his dark eyes narrowing as Evelyn approached.
"You shouldn't be here, uptown girl," Jax grunted.
"I need your help, Jax," Evelyn said directly.
"Victoria is moving against me."
Jax paused, his hand freezing on his drink.
"Victoria owns this entire city, kid," Jax said softly.
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"She doesn't own you," Evelyn replied.
"Not anymore," Jax muttered, staring into his glass.
