"Excuse me, I think we've already received enough information about this Bordeaux individual," Kiana said curtly. "We already know that he's a threat but there has been no mention of the other criminals that are supposed to be here."
"Huh, so it's been a she all along." Carlyle whispered and nudged Cohen with his elbow. "You owe me money."
Kiana had mostly kept her distance when dealing with the criminals and always kept her hood on alongside Asher, and she also didn't talk much either except for now.
"Now's not the time, Carlyle." Cohen hissed slightly and tried to look more pissed at his companion.
There had been some occasional bets on what lay underneath the hood or who they have been dealing with, but it was mostly discussed when they were in their private rooms or their home in the rehabilitation center.