Kisa turned her attention to Suef. “We clearly play for two different teams. However, there is nothing I hate more than a bitch that makes a lifelong career of setting up people who’ve hustled hard for their paper. All I’m saying is, you better keep this grimy bitch away from your cash and jewels.”

Grazing Kisa’s body with his eyes, Suef said, “You have some mighty big balls coming to my table. I’ve heard that about you, though. Guess that’s why your man don’t mind leaving you behind to fight his battles.”

“When you have a thorough bitch, you can leave her to do anything.”

Unable to suppress her rage for Kisa another second, Rellie blurted out, “How much of a thorough bitch do you have to be to kill your own sister?”

“Now I get it,” Kisa said. “You think I killed our sister. Nah, she brought that on herself, probably by doing some of that grimy shit the two of you are notorious for.”

“I know you killed Shea, you bitch!” Rellie yelled, flinging a full glass of champagne at Kisa.

Kisa turned quickly. The liquid hit her in the head and splashed all over the side of her dress. Kennedy and Eisani rushed over with two security guards in tow. Eisani was ready to go at Rellie and whoever else wanted it, but the guards stepped in between the girls and the table. “Is everything all right?” one of the guards asked Kisa.

“It’s cool,” Kisa assured him, wiping the side of her neck with her hand. “I’ll go back to my table. That should keep any trouble down.” Before walking away she turned back to Rellie. “Since you’re so sure that I killed Shea, you should’ve thought twice before crossing me.”

“Is that a threat?” Rellie snarled.

“It is what it fucking is.”

Kisa, Kennedy, and Eisani grabbed their things from the table and were escorted out by four guards. Suef sent two of his people to follow them, but the remaining guards would not allow them to leave until they’d received word that the girls were in their car and long gone.

On the ride home Eisani asked Kisa, “Do you think Rellie is a problem?”

“I sure do.”

“How do you wanna handle her?”

“I don’t know.” Kisa shrugged.

“Do you think she’s a bigger threat than Suef?” Kennedy asked.

Kisa thought before giving an answer. “No. I say that because Suef has the resources. Smash him, and all this nonsense stops. That makes him top priority.” Kisa lit a cigarette. “And after he’s eliminated, if she still wants to come for my throat, she can be eliminated too.”