You Looked Down on Me Once, Now You Look Up. novel Chapter 107

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“And who are you, anyway?”

Greg stared at the woman in front of him, taken aback for a second by how stunning she was. He’d lived a long time, but he’d never seen anyone quite like her.

She wore a charcoal-grey dress, a Dior animal-print shawl draped over her shoulders—not over-the-top expensive, but definitely not something you’d just pick up at the mall. Her long hair tumbled loosely down her back, and she leaned lazily against the doorframe, looking like someone who’d just woken from a nap and couldn’t be bothered to pretend otherwise.

“It means you’re not getting the money. And you might lose your life, too.”

“Ma’am, this is a country of laws,” Greg said, trying to sound confident.

She just smirked. “Laws are shackles for the poor and weapons for the rich.”

Patricia held out her hand behind her. Jackson, almost on autopilot, placed a business card between her fingers. She handed it to Greg.

“If you need anything, call me. I can’t do much, but I can keep you alive.”

Greg eyed her with suspicion. “Why should I trust you?”

Patricia just laughed, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “Doesn’t matter if you do or not.” A leaf-shaped ring on her finger caught the light—delicate, covered in tiny diamonds. He had no idea what brand it was, but everything about her screamed money.

She pulled her shawl tighter and walked away. Greg looked down at the card in his hand.

Riverdale Bistro. The place was famous—impossible to get a reservation, no matter the day. The number on the card was scrawled in black ink, like someone had written it on in a hurry. No fancy print. No big deal made about it. Just a number.

“Miss, are we just leaving like this? No one’s going to watch him?” Jackson asked, curiosity obvious in his voice.

“He’ll come find us,” Patricia said, peeling off her shawl to reveal pale skin that looked like it hadn’t seen daylight in years.

As Jackson started the car, he glanced over. “I still don’t get it. Why?”

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