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For now, though, she had to start dinner.
The legal pad was almost all used up, and as she gathered the ingredients to make a stir-fry, she kept glancing at the yellow lined paper.What could she possibly do with that info dump?
Chapter Six
“Camera ten on the westgate is down.Send a team and get it fixed.”
“On it, Boss.”
Evren ended the call and studied another bank of monitors.The whole security operations area reminded him of mission control at NASA, where all the rocket scientists would sit with bated breath to make sure the missile reached outer space.Every member of the Monarque’s tech team had been hand chosen by him, and they all got paid a very pretty penny to ensure everything ran smoothly without any security slip-ups.
As he worked with his detail, he spotted a face entering the casino’s main lobby that made him pause.Scias Mailliard walked with purpose across the marble tiles, flanked by two guards.
“Shit,” he muttered.“Zoom in on that ugly man on camera two, the one in black by the concierge desk.”
A moment later, Mailliard’s repugnant face filled the screen.As if he knew he was being watched, he looked up at the ceiling where the surveillance camera kept a bird’s-eye view.
“I’ll be right back,” Evren muttered as he turned and headed out of the security room.
The entire elevator ride down he thought about the answers he’d give Mailliard.He should’ve expected the asshole would show up.Wasn’t like it was a stretch to figure out who left the engagement party early.When the elevator door opened, he kept his stride calm and cool.Almost casual.
“Did you get lost driving down Las Vegas Boulevard?”he asked.
Scias Mailliard had to be the ugliest son of a bitch to ever walk through the revolving door.It wasn’t that he was a large, boxy man that had the grace of a bull in a China store.Or that he had more hair on his knuckles than on his head.It was the black, soulless eyes that sucked the light out of everything.Cold and calculating, he had already killed one wife, although it couldn’t be proven.Of course.No woman should be at the mercy of this man, and it made him sick to his stomach to think Lowen was picked to be wife number two.Or, if one were to believe her do-over story, she’d already endured two years of his fists.
“Where is she?”Mailliard demanded.
Like he was just going to hand her over.“Where is who?”
“Don’t fuck with me, Grenier.The woman I bought and paid for.”
Evren cocked his head.“Last time I checked, it was illegal to buy and sell people.”
Scias took a menacing step forward and Evren tensed, wondering if he was about to throw down right there in the lobby.
“I’m giving you one warning.Give.Her.Back.”
