Twenty Three

"What are you telling me?" I heard Zech's angry voice in the room, and I slowly pushed open the door.

He was standing at the window, facing the back of me, and the phone was on his right hand side, clutching it tightly. He's wearing a black coat and pants. One of his hands was shoved in his pants' pocket.

"Secure everything tomorrow," he yelled across the line. Of what the man told him, it made him piss off. “Do everything. She won't know, of course. No matter what, I'll protect her. I promise him, yes, I know. Do everything, ok? "

He ended the phone, and was about to turn around. Thankfully, I immediately closed the door. Who is he protecting? I stepped away from the door, taking a big step towards the stairs of the villa, and I came across some maids downstairs cleaning. My gaze turned to the large glass window to my right, and I could see the darkness outside.

I took a deep breath. I slightly bit my lower lip when I remembered the reason why I was going to the bedroom to pick up the