Chapter Fifty One.

Aydems POV.

I reach the ground floor, scanning the lobby as I walk out the revolving doors and into the free-flowing foot traffic right outside my company. 

As I unbutton my suit jacket, Gerald opens the back passenger door of the SUV.  

I peer inside expecting to visually devour Mila's beautiful face. "Where is Clara?" I ask him with a scowl etching deeply into my complexion and I thank the Gods that Mila's alias name rolled off the tip of my tongue so effortlessly.

Gerald looks back at me with confusion, "I'm sorry Mr Burak, but, Clara has not come out of the building." His voice is full of apprehension.

I turn around and look back the way I just came. "I told her to meet me downstairs. I thought she would have been here by now." I mutter with annoyance as I shake my head and pinch the bridge of my nose. 

This is not the moment for her to desert me. Essentially, after she has just provided a significant piece of inform