Page 90 of King of Omen
‘Boss,’ Mauri rumbled, striding towards me, crossing Mancini’s vast living room. ‘Something you need to be across. Now.’
He held out his phone to me.
‘What?’ I asked, canting from the window where I’d been staring out at calm river views beyond Henley, a small, exclusive suburb in the city’s Lower North Shore.
His eyes were inscrutable as I took the device from him.
On the screen was security footage. I recognised the exterior of my new home.
My heart lurched. ‘Is she OK?’
‘Seems so. The problem is, will you be?’
Just as he said the words, I spotted a young man stroll up to the gate of my house.
I tagged him in an instant, my face heating up even as I followed his cocky stride to my entryway, studying every detail of the stranger’s face and build.
It was the same man she’d kissed a few weeks ago.
A sick sensation churned in my stomach.
I witnessed the front door open to the sight of Mia.
He handed her a bag, which she took with a smile.
To my heart’s despair, she hugged him, and soon after, he disappeared into my fucking house.
‘She let him in,’ I whispered.
This was not a casual visit.
My eyes sliced to the sun-drenched view.
‘Is he still -.’
‘He left after half an hour.’
I nodded, my mind racing, my heart freezing over, my soul in free fall.
‘She let him in,’ I repeated, my voice a whisper.
The image of Mia embracing the man replayed in my thoughts like a broken record, and I struggled to breathe.
Mauri studied me, his expression unreadable.
‘Who the hell is this fucker?’ I growled.
I rewound the footage, staring at the scene unfold once more.
‘Find out where he came from,’ I snapped at Mauri.
He nodded, his eyes never leaving mine. ‘At my request, the real estate agents and our lawyers installed high-quality cameras around the property soon after purchase, on the main entrance and windows. I’ll go through it all and locate the license plate of the car he arrived in. I hope this will give us a clearer picture so I can ID him.’
Despair hit hard.
I’d begun to develop some serious feelings for Mia.
She was unlike any woman I’d ever met, with a sensuality I’d never encountered before.
