Chapter 6: Steak, Seduction & Sins of the Night
Chapter 6: Steak, Seduction & Sins of the Night The sun dipped behind the Miami skyline, painting the city in molten gold. After a week of explosions, jet ski takedowns, and rogue flamingos, Vice HQ finally granted the team a night off. Sgt. Salty leaned back in his leather chair, shirtless as usual, scrolling through his burner phone. “You know,” Zinshed said, entering in a crisp blazer, “most people wear clothes to dinner.” Salty grinned. “Only if the steak isn’t spicy enough.” Tonight’s destination? Le Tabasco Bleu , the trendiest rooftop restaurant in Brickell—equal parts candlelight, cocktails, and covert glances. Cherry Blaze, usually all business, arrived in a stunning emerald dress that seemed to sparkle with each confident step. Rico nearly dropped his wine glass. “You look like trouble,” he said. She smirked. “Then pour another drink.” Meanwhile, Lila Blaze showed up wearing a silky black number that left very little to the imagination. Salty’s eyes lingered just...