Page 10 of His Jewel

The club was quiet, just how he liked it, with only a few people at the bar and a few tables. One guy even looked like he was working, typing away on his laptop.

“Fine. Yeah, fine I guess.”

Drew moved his attention back to him. He raised a brow.

“You guess?” Then he seemed to brighten up. “If you want, you can always talk to Alana. She might have a better candidate in mind?”

“No, no,” he said hurriedly, before taking a few gulps of his beer.

“Okay,” Drew said, frowning.

“Sorry, mate, she’s working out well. Alana did a great job. I’m grateful to her for finding Ruby.”

He was, that much was true.

Drew smiled down at his own beer, tilting it precariously. “Yeah, she’s the best.” He cleared his throat. “The best at what she does.”

He gave him a non-committal noise before standing.

“Going so soon?”

“Yeah, there’s a football match playing, don’t want to miss it,” he lied. He just wanted to get home, have an early night.

Drew nodded.

“Coming? My driver can take you home.”

Drew waved him off. “Nah, I think I’ll stay here for a while. Maybe some of the guys will be along later.”

“Enjoy,” he said, giving him a pat on the back. It was obvious Drew couldn’t give a fuck about the other guys arriving. His attention was solely on waiting for the woman who ran this establishment.

Once outside, he gulped down the cool night air like water.

How had this happened? Both of their minds held captive by two women who had absolutely no idea. It would be funny if it weren’t so tragic.

Chapter Five

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