Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 36007 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36007 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
“Cancel the meeting and tell Mitch to prepare the plane. I want to leave in an hour to…” He looks at me. I’m so shocked by his words, it takes me a minute to answer him.
“Charleston,” I finally blurt out. I must be dreaming. There is no way that Frosty Lawson, as Rae so often calls him, is canceling a meeting and offering to take me to Rae. I pinch my arm, just to make sure this is reality. Ouch. I’m definitely awake.
“Sir, I don’t understand.” That makes two of us, Eva, I think to myself.
“I didn’t ask you to understand, I gave you an order.” He finally turns to face her. “I need a car downstairs to take Ms. Jones to her home. They’ll wait for her to pack a bag and then take her to the airport. Also, tell James to pull the car around.”
“Anything else sir?” Eva asks, sounding like she swallowed something bitter.
“If there was something else, I would have said it. Now go, you're wasting my time.” Eva turns, leaving the conference room like her ass is on fire. I don’t blame her.
“I’ll see you at the airport.”
“Why are you doing this?” I ask. Furthermore, why is he coming with me?
“Do you want the plane ride or not?” I want to smack myself. Why am I questioning him at all? He’s going to get me to Rae quicker than I would be able to on my own.
“Yes, sir. Thank you.” He turns, leaving me standing in the conference room all alone. My head is spinning. But it doesn’t matter why he’s doing this, and he also hasn’t said I’m fired. I’m going with it. I’ll worry about the rest of it later. All that matters right now is getting to Rae. I can tolerate Frosty Lawson for however long I have to in order to do that.
3
Vincent
I know what they all are thinking. That I’ve lost my mind. Maybe I have, but I can only think of one way to get it back, and that is exactly what I’m doing right now. Both Graysen and Aaron, my assistant, keep flicking worried looks my way.
I’ve crossed some lines that I haven’t crossed in years in the last twenty-four hours. Not since I was a kid trying to make a name for myself. Cleaning up a mess my father had gotten himself tangled into. I did what I had to back then, but since then I’ve kept my nose clean. Except for Graysen. He crosses lines so I don’t have to.
My little Julieta sounded so worried on the phone. The thought of her being in any sort of distress had put me on edge. The only thing I want to do is make things right for her. Hearing the worry in her voice almost brought me to my knees. For a second, I thought about calling it all off. I was the one that put that worry there to begin with.
Then how would I get her here? It had to be done. It would only be a matter of time before Travis got himself into something worse. Then God knows what Julieta would be running back home to then to try and save his sorry ass. I couldn’t let that happen.
I may not know much about her or anything really at all, to be honest. But I do know that she’s mine. It’s better that it’s me she’ll have to pay Travis's debts to. And his debts are stacking up by the second now. Not to Anderson. To me.
“The drop is done,” Graysen says, looking up from his phone.
“Where is Travis?”
“He’s on his way back here now.” Graysen taps on the screen, bringing up the tracker he’d put on him. He shot it right into his armpit. Graysen is going to need a raise.
“I take it everything went smoothly then.”
“Seems so.” Graysen nods his head.
I’d let Travis finish his heist. It was the quickest way to get Anderson off his back. I didn’t need Anderson and his goons sniffing around Travis. Not with Julieta on her way back to town.
“Cut the contracts after you inform Anderson that their freight was once again robbed. This time pay out the money and don’t alert the insurance. We’ll cover the loss ourselves.”
“We’re going to pay them? They got their shit.” Aaron is barely keeping his composure.
“Yes.”
“They’ll do it again.”
“Not from us, they won’t. Cancel their contract. We clearly can’t do a proper job for them. They’ll need to find someone else.” That perks Aaron up.
It will be a pain in the ass for Anderson to find another dock. I’m the only thing that is local. He’ll have to have all of his shipments docked now and then hauled hundreds of miles. It will cut into his cost. But he made his bed so he can lie in it. None of that is my problem.