CHAPTER 71

The drive back to the penthouse building was made in total silence. The coldness diffusing from his body sent chills through Claire's skin. He sat in front with Donald, as stiff as a block of ice, while she say behind with Jenise. They had left the mess behind for Jubril's men to clean, and piled into the car with Donald behind the wheel

Goosebumps had spread all over Jenise's skin. Claire knew she was terrified, but she just didn't want to show it. Jenise had lost a very dear friend, from all indications, and she was immensely shaken by the violent way he had gone. Axel had ordered that the details of the shooting match be concealed as best as they could.

A phone rang, disrupting the stifling silence. Axel stared straight ahead, not lifting a finger.

"It's yours, Axel." Donald prompted.

He shifted unseeing eyes to him. "What?"

"Your phone." Donald nodded at his pocket. "It's ringing."

He fumbled for it and pulled it out. Axel stared blankly at the screen before taking the call.

"Fath