CHAPTER 30

FRANKIE

I am sprawled on the couch, my legs propped on the table when the doorbell rings.

“Get that. You can’t eat free food here and expect me to do it!” Amara shouts from the kitchen.

I don’t know what her problem is because I was to get it. Aiden is not around. He left early for work and will be back in the evening.

“I'm getting it Amara. No need to be rude!” I shout back and put my legs down.

“You better!” She shouts making me close and open my eyes in irritation. I walk to the door and open it. I’m met by three men in black suits and earpieces. They have well-built bodies and look dangerous.

“How can I help you?” I ask looking at each one of them. They are scary.

“Frankie Thomas?”

“Yes. That’s me.” I answer and raise my eyebrows at them.

“Who is at the door? What’s taking you so long?” Amara asks and comes to stand behind me.

“Is Trey here?” she grins.

Trey? How is he involved with these men?

“We are here for Frankie Amara.” The one who looks like the leader answers.

“What did