Chapter 55: Erik Tarasovich II
Erik approached the slicked blond, clapping with every step. His crooked smile subconsciously made Levi’s eyes roll. He looked at the garbage of a place Erik calls his office, an old abandoned storage facility waiting to be demolished.
’What a dump.’ the blond thought.
Erik took Levi’s hand forcing the blond to shake hands, the slick blond almost guffawed in disgust.
"Glad you could make it, Mr. Jackson! I should shake your hand while I have the chance, you’re famous now. I see your face everywhere nowadays, the tabloids and the news. Levi Jackson and the Jackson Detectives!" Erik said.
He then gestures to the redhead strapped on the chair and says, "As you can see your beautiful Muse remains unscathed, for now." he says, as Levi locks eyes with Sam.
There was no trace of bodily harm that he could see but the blond Irishman could tell she was pissed and was just reeling in her anger.
"You have no plans on returning the money you’ve cheated me," Erik says turning, beckoning for Levi to follow behind. Levi did so, then paused when he saw Sam was being taken to the back. Two men grabbed both crooks of her arms and dragged her away.
Levi eyes the zip lock fastening both her arms behind her back tightly. That would leave a mark he reckons.
Levi turns to Erik, his eyes narrowed. "As I stated before, I did not cheat you, you’re not even worth cheating for. You negate your own bluffs, Mr. Tarasovich.." Levi says as the redhead disappears in a corner.
Erik grins, looking at the slicked blond. Even though he was acting composed at his current situation, he had some guts talking to him like that, the Russian thought. But could still see the turmoil swirling in the slick blonde’s hazel eyes.
"Worry not, I would not hurt her. You can walk out of here with her safely if you win the games you are about to play." Erik reassures, earning a glare from Levi.
Erik leads him towards a table, cards on the table. "If you win 3 out of 5, you win," Erik says.