“If you’re Holt’s”—she tilted her head at him and gave me a loaded look—“and you’re in the know, then you just say the word, my dear. My girls can pay him a little visit if need be. We protect our own.” I sucked in a breath so fast I almost choked. Oh my god. Oh my god. I’d been right. This had to mean I was right, didn’t it? Lizard Granny Mafia was real. And their boss, Big E, was offering to have her “girls” pay Marcus a visit for slighting me.
