"I need you to get me a meeting with Juan Domingo."
Danny started shaking his head before the name even left Vee's mouth. "Too dangerous. He's had guys all over you since you took over from Tony. That asshole piece of s**t cartel just can't handle a woman in charge."
Vee smirked at his heated remark, despite the gravity of the situation. Danny was not just her protection, he was a friend. He'd been her personal bodyguard when she was still married. He'd seen the bruises, the screaming matches, the constant belittling she'd experienced at Tony's hands. He was the first person she turned to after murdering her husband, had comforted her as emotion had driven her to her knees, tears streaming down her face. Not sadness at the passing of her husband, not fear at possible reprisals. No, she'd
