Chapter 97

***ZANE'S POV***

I walk into the eatery, taking out my jacket and wrapping it around London's shoulder.

"Put this on, you are too exposed," I say flicking at her dress.

It is a good thing she doesn't argue with me on this round because the Antonovs were pissing me off already.

"What is the matter, Zane? Who was that?" she asks her brows curling as she stares at the broken burner phone in my hand.

"No one important," I sigh out slipping it into my pocket.

We walk towards the wing where Sinner is and I ask London to give me a minute with my men.

She waits outside but stays in my peripheral. Good! I know she is safe like this.

"We got attacked. Enzo wants a war, we will give them that," I say, Enzo groaning.

"We don't want to go to bed with the Russians, Boss," Reaper says, a frown evident on his face.

"No, we don't have to, but with how obvious they are about destroying our shipments, we have to put a bullet through their thick skulls," I say.

Sinner groans in