“Sugar barrels. Connor is getting the paperwork sorted to clear the ports when it arrives.”
“Good. I don’t want anything to go wrong.”
Even though Luca was someone Valon knew, I never fully trusted anyone I didn’t know like I knew these guys.
“Why would anything go wrong? Everything is running smoothly. It has been for months.”
I patted him on the back. “This is why I’m here. To make sure nothing happens.”
He shoved me, and I smiled at him. “You’re the one who makes the trouble, don’t forget that.”
“It’s not trouble when they start it first. I can’t help that. If they’re stupid enough to mess with us, then I’ll give it back. You know I’ve never been one to back down from a fight.”
He raised his brows in agreement, and I saw a little spark in his eyes. “You ever miss those days when we were young and just fighting?”
I let out a chuckle. “Are we old now?”
“You definitely are.” He laughed.
“I think you’ll find you’ll be twenty-eight before me.”
“This is why I’m the wise one, and you should listen to what I tell you.”
“Never going to happen.”
“Look at you, being all Moon Knight with your secret identity. CEO by day, criminal by night.”
I arched my brow. “You do realise he was a vigilante with dissociative identity disorder?”
He pressed his lips together, holding his hands up and widening his eyes. “Just saying.”
I grabbed him in a headlock and gave him a few playful punches.
“Dickhead,” he said, pushing me off.
The laughter soon died down, and I rubbed the back of my neck as my lips parted, then closed, thinking twice about what I wanted to ask. I swallowed hard, pushing that feeling back down.
“Can you do something for me?”
He looked up at me. “Nothing good ever follows that sentence with you.”
I rolled my eyes at him. “I’ve learnt to hide my files better. Caspian Whitmore. The guy my dad appointed as COO. Something isn’t sitting right.”
My phone started ringing, interrupting the conversation. Hassan. I placed it on the table, answering on speaker.
“Hey, Sebastian. I just got into Italy with a few of my guys to check out the routes before we proceed. Luca is sending some of his men to pick us up for the meeting.”
“Send some of your men there now, separately. Get them to find a good vantage point in case anything goes down.”
“All right, I’ll keep you updated.”
He cut the call, and I placed my phone back in my pocket.
“See, everything is running smoothly,” Hayden said.
I wanted to believe it would stay that way, but if there was one thing I knew about the world down here, it was that nothing ever went according to plan.
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