"I fully intend on getting rid of him first," Clio acknowledged. "But this is my house, and I don't have to promise you anything to get you to leave it. Don't manipulate me like that. I'll call who I want to call, when I want to." It was better than promising and then breaking the promise if something came up and she couldn't call the enforcers. And, at the end of the day, Hermes was her brother. Sure she hated what he did. She still loved him.
Hermes came back into the room and he handed over the water and the sandwich. Then he glanced over at Will. "Who the fuck are you?"