Chapter 90

"You're not qualified to know who I am. Just tell me—who sent you? Speak!" Elizabeth narrowed her eyes, her gaze sharp and forceful. The tattooed guy stumbled back two steps, clearly shaken, but still tried to act tough. "I'm not saying a word. Think about who you've pissed off—maybe start there." Offended people? Sure, Elizabeth had a long list. But this was the first time someone dared to crash her place like this. "Not talking? Fine." She stepped forward slowly, her smile chilly and unsettling, like watching a demon stretch its wings. The man visibly tensed. "I can't beat you today, that's on me. Guys, we're out." Tattoo guy tried to bail with a wave. But since when did Elizabeth ever just let things slide? Before anyone could blink, she grabbed his wrist like a clamp, completely locking him in place. From inside the house, Alexander heard the howling and popped his head out, shaking it. "Some people really don't value their lives." "Don't wanna talk? Then I'll just have to get crea