Page 35 of Scarred Heir
“They made it all the way overseas and somehow disappeared where?”
“If I knew that, they would be with us and not lost.”
I gazed out the penthouse windows looking down at the chaotic city. All the commuters headed back to their respective homes. It was well after five o’clock, but it seemed as if my night was just beginning.
“How can I be expected to funnel money for Juan if I don’t have products?”
Juan was our liaison for the lead cartel we worked with. They were vital in keeping my family in control of the city. As long as they were happy and well-compensated, my father could run his territory.
“This is just a setback,” Lucas said. “I’ll find the cars.”
“If it isn’t a mistake, I want the people responsible for holding up my business.” I chugged from my glass of vodka, but not even the smooth drink settled my rage. “We need to get this situation resolved.”
“I’m on it.” He packed his laptop into his briefcase. “I’ll work through the night to get this figured out.”
“In the meantime, have three more sent to us. If the others show up, fine, but I can’t wait. I have buyers who are expecting their cars.”
“I’ll get it done.”
“Thank you.” I set my glass on the coffee table. “I appreciate all of your help with my father and Marchello being away.”
“No problem.” He checked his phone. “Sable is on her way up.”
I had sent over a package with a new dress and requested she join me here tonight. I had to stay in the city overnight to deal with arising issues, and I didn’t want to spend it alone.
“How did her first day at the house go?” I asked.
“She pretty much kept to herself, interacting with Antonella a bit, and she did meet Ricardo.”
“Interesting.” There was only one way she could have encountered Ricardo. “I take it he did his job?”
“Ricardo did not allow Sable access to Chance.” He pulled on his suit jacket. “Maybe that means she’s less of a problem than Lissia.”
“God, I hope so.”
Lissia had a way of manipulating Ricardo, which was why I assigned him to Chance and not Sable.
“I hope you know what you’re doing when it comes to the siblings,” Lucas said. “Because Marchello may havehad his hands full with Lissia, but now you’re dealing with two outsiders while trying to keep your family on top.”
“Find the missing cars.” I waved my hand in the air because I was done with this conversation. “I’ll deal with the rest.”
As Lucas opened the door, Sable stumbled out of the elevator, probably trying to navigate in the stilettos I bought her. She smoothed out her hair and adjusted the top of her new Versace dress. The ruby silk accentuated her ivory skin.
When she caught me staring, she stopped fidgeting. I motioned for her to come to me. She obliged without hesitation, but that wasn’t enough to make me forget she had disobeyed me earlier when she went to see Chance.
“Keep in touch with me tonight,” I told Lucas. “I’ll have my phone nearby.”
“Sable,” Lucas said. “That color looks lovely on you.”
“Thank you.” She flipped her hair over her shoulder, revealing her ear. There were holes where earrings should be, but there were no diamonds adorning them. “It’s a very pretty dress.”
It’s four-thousand-dollar Italian silk. It should be pretty.
I nodded at the guards standing outside the door before shuffling Sable into the penthouse. She jumped when the door closed.
“Are you always this jittery?” I ran my hand along her exposed back. “Or is it me who elicits that reaction from you?”
“Being around you certainly intensifies my anxiety.” She glanced at me before looking around the penthouse. “This place is stunning.”
