Chapter 8 – The threat

“Angel?”  Angel pulled her attention away from the couple she was having a conversation with and turned to the voice.  And Damian felt the stiffness go through out her body.  His own attention turned to the man and out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Angel’s dad start making his way over to them.

                “Yes, Mr. Mancottii?”

                “You look lovely this evening.  Just like the daughter of the Don should be, gorgeous and stunning and that’s it.”  Hell, even Damian felt the hit below the belt on that one.  “Don’t you agree son?”  Damian finally took notice of the man who had walked up, but Angel didn’t seem surprised, like had already clocked him there.