Page 88 of Game of Love
Fucking worried and I hadn’t stopped thinking about her last night.
I was trying to balance out things in my mind and came to the conclusion that I couldn’t just sit back and wait for something to happen to her. I couldn’t just push her out of my mind while I focused on locating the blueprints.
I couldn’t do it. It was against what I morally stood for and against me.
So here I was attempting to do both.
I was going to see Ethan in an hour to talk with him, but I needed to clear my head first. That was why I went to see Jia.
Attempting to split my responsibilities meant I couldn’t worry over her the way I was, and it didn’t mean me pussyfooting around following Giovanni’s orders to stay away from her. Me trying to look in on her without him noticing or bitching at me, reminding me she belonged to fucking Armand. As if it was really his choice who she belonged to.
Bottom line was I couldn’t worry and wonder if the Ra might step up their game by taking her to make him give them the prints. Not when I could do something about it to try and protect her.
So, my first port of call when I knew my dear boss was in his office saw me barging into the said office while he was on a phone call.
Giovanni’s nostrils flared and he glowered at me with fire in his eyes, like he wished he could incinerate me with one look.
He hung up and stood, squaring off with me.
“What the fuck is this?” he barked.
“I’m going to Jia’s tonight,” I informed him.
His brows shot up and his glare intensified. That was clearly the wrong thing to say to him. Not asking, not even offering any kind of negotiation.
I’d just informed.
“Excuse me? Who the fuck do you think you are giving me orders?”
“I’m not giving you orders. I’m just telling you what I’m doing so you know that’s where I’ll be.” He’d wanted me here for the nightshift coverage. I wasn’t doing that.
“You got some balls kid,” he threw back.
“Yes. I do. She’ll be safe with me, and I’ll take care of her. Call your boy off for tonight and tomorrow.”
That would give me enough time to figure things out. That was what I needed. Time and the mental space to process.
He growled and I took that to mean surrender. However, as I looked at him I couldn’t help but feel disgusted. More disgusted. I’d always heard that mobsters were greedy bastards. He proved that to be true every step of the fucking way.
It was only yesterday that I’d seen him with two of the worst people imaginable. Him demanding his money.
How much was he getting?
I hoped it was worth it to him.
Making deals with devils and not thinking about the consequences until it was too late.
I turned and left him there. On to see Ethan next.
The worry on Ethan’s face was evident.
His reaction made me wish I’d told him about the Ra from yesterday.
The three of us had met at my place again.
We sat around the table and I thought I should express my worry over Jia being taken.
“I feel like … we need to be careful,” Ethan stated after a few minutes of silence. “You know how easy it is to blow your cover. Especially around people who are always suspicious.”
