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“Can I assume that situation won’t be a problem?”
“It won’t.”
“You’re sure?”
“I’ll handle it,” I’m quick to say.
“Where’s your fiancée?”
“I don’t know.” I grab for my phone, dialing Haven’s number as I explain, “The security guard I assigned to her was supposed to be her shadow while I was in the back. He said she wanted to come in here and wait for me. Clearly, she didn’t.”
“Which guard?”
“The one I fired.”
His face becomes stone at my blatant disrespect. Reining in his own temper, he ignores it for the moment, and questions, “Where would she go?”
“I don’t know.” I dial her number and listen to it go directly to her voicemail again. “She was supposed to be in here.” I look over to the CC footage Giovanni is going through.
“Anything?”
“Nothing yet.”
“Son, sit down. We need to have a discussion.”
I stop in my tracks and take in his disposition. He’s pissed, there is no arguing that, but is it at me for losing Haven or for my disrespect at his questions about me losing Haven? Whichever it is, it doesn’t matter to me right now. Haven is not where she said she would be, and I need to find her.
“With all due respect, sir, I’m wasting time standing here.”
“I got her,” Giovanni says to the room.
“Where?” I turn to him and take the three steps needed to get to the monitor.
“She’s walking through your living room.”
“What?”
Giovanni points to the screen. “She just got upstairs. Thor is at her side, walking with her.”
I turn to leave. I’m furious. Little miss Haven is in big trouble.
“Stop.”
I break my stride and give him the respect I should have given him before but also questioning why he is stopping me from going to her. “Sir?”
“Demetri, you are one of my top guys. The men standing in this office are what give my organization the reputation it has.” He stops speaking and turns towards the door. The crowd outside chanting for their winnings is getting louder and louder. He turns to Luca and Joseph. “You two go pay the crowd their money. When you’re done with payouts, make sure the fighters get their cuts.”
“Make sure Ghost gets ten percent more and his commitment for next week’s fight,” I add, interrupting him. Mr. Heart looks at me quizzically. “Had to make sure I was getting married tomorrow.”
He grins. Then walks to my desk and takes a seat. He opens my desk drawer and pulls out my box of cigars. He clips the end then offers Antonio, Giovanni, and I one. “Sit, boys. I have a story to tell you.”
ChapterTwenty-Five
DEMETRI
I flingthe door open and there lays Haven curled up in a ball on my couch, half asleep. Her arm is draped over Thor’s body. Her eyes snap open when she hears the scuffle of my shoes.
“Hey.” She sits up, worry etches into her features. She rests her hand on Thor’s head. The traitor is staying right by her side. Her mascara is smudged at the corners of both her eyes. It looks as if she may have been crying.
