Page 60 of The Wrong Guy

Shelly calling my phone repeatedly while I’m in mediation for another divorce isn’t a good look for me. The woman found out her husband had a whole other family on the side and is looking for compensation. Luckily for her, they didn’t sign a prenup, and he has a great-paying job.

After the fourth call from my housekeeper, I consider ending the meeting early. I’m getting what I want during this meeting, and I’m comfortable completing the discussion now. It isn’t until I see another two missed phone calls by Audrina that I leave the meeting.

I call her phone as I walk out of the mediation room, trying to contact her. She doesn’t answer. I called her again and got the same result.

“Fuck!” I shout and grab my stuff on the desk. I’m walking out the door when I see Andreas coming around the corner. “Something is going on with your sister.”

He growls while grabbing his stuff in his office. I’m calling Shelly back to see what is going on.

“Shelly, where’s Audrina?”

“Stav! I’m so sorry. She left. She said the police were trying to get to come in and talk to them. I stopped her, but then she left.”

“You let her go? There’s a fucking war going on out there, and she’s the only one holding up a shit ton of money hitting the streets! How could you let her go?”

She’s gasping on the other end of the phone. I can hear her trying to come up with a reason to let her go, but she can’t think of one.

“You better hope she’s okay when I get her.”

After hanging up with her, Andreas is rounding the corner with his phone. “The tracker has pinged her location. She’s around the block.”

I’m looking at the address and immediately recognize it as one of the hangouts for a local street mob here in the city. The warehouse is used for interrogations, killings, and torturing.

“Jesus! Why did your sister leave?” I demand while punching the door to walk down the stairs. I will be damned if the elevator holds me up from getting to Audrina.

“Bro, Audrina does her own thing. She doesn’t want to get in trouble, so she left.”

We’re in the parking garage in a matter of seconds with me running off to my Land Rover in my designated parking spot. Andreas is following me and jumping into the front seat.

“We need to get there as soon as possible!” Andreas shouts.

In another circumstance not involving the woman I’m falling for, I would say something sarcastic about his dumb ass remark.

I’m driving to the address pinged by the location on her car. I’m running through the red lights and decide that’s tomorrow’s issue.

Once parked, I reach in between the seats to grab my gun and then reach under the seat to grab the other weapon. I might have re-entered the world with my father, but I’m not stupid.

I’m handing one of the guns to Andreas, who takes it without asking questions.

“Fuck, they busted her window,” he snaps while looking through her car. “Either they took her purse or someone stole it.”

I’m thinking about the possible money she would have on her. I haven’t been giving her cash and I haven’t seen her spend too much money lately. In fact, she has barely spent any money.

“I’m going to burn this place down if they’ve fucked with my girl,” I snarl more to myself than anyone else.

We’re walking up to the doors to the back of the warehouse conveniently left open.

“Be careful. This could be a trap,” I inform Andreas.

This would be the perfect trap in any other situation, and we won’t fall into it. By them having my girl, they’re baiting me to come to the warehouse without my father and the heat from the family.

It hasn’t been made known that I have taken my rightful place back on the family tree. Greg and Miklos told me it was about time I stopped fucking around with a straight job.

We’re inside the dark warehouse without much light besides in the middle. I can see Audrina in the middle of the circle of men and she is still in her clothes.

Everyone was going to die a more horrific death if she would have been touched like that. They would watch as I burned their whole worlds down to ash for fucking with my girl.

The man behind her is the one who saw us coming.

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