The little argument

|Hunter’s POV|

“Don’t forget that a single mistake would cause your wife to be dead in a few seconds, so travel alone, make sure there are no trackers on you.” The reply came in less than a minutes making my heart pound furiously.

“How am I going to picked up? I thought you gave an order that you don’t want anyone tracking me, I am sorry but I won't be able to hold off my men from springing action at the abduction of their Don. My suggestion is I can give an order for them to remain in the mansion while I leave, I would go farther, so you can pick me up at the lake since I assume you know my house area so well, that should not be a difficult task for you.” I texted him back, not wanting my men to know what was really happening with us and our oplans since we had agreed to keep it silent.

“I think there might be a problem, what if someone rats us out about the both of us meeting?” I vocalized, ignoring the thud and the blood rushing in my veins wildly.

“Fuck. How did I not think of th