Seventeen

This was it. In less than thirty minutes, Susan would be in this place. In a really long time, I hadn't been this fearful for anyone. Because I knew how terrible she could turn out to be, I had made sure the security around me was solid enough to protect me. I had asked four of my men to stay with Pablo and Drake behind the door of my office, and of course, Jason was here with me. 

With widened eyes, he leaned into his seat, placing his hands on the table in front of me. "Where's Antonio? Did you really ask him to spy on Susan?"

I nodded indifferently. "Who else can do that job? You?"

"Yeah, right." He chuckled. "But, dude, come on, she's only a person. She's just like one of the typical chics out there. You're acting like you're gonna encounter God."

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