Thirty five

BELSHAR NESSAR ABED POV

I should have killed the bastard, but he was Delia's husband and of no consequences, hence why I'd let him live.

I was still pissed tho, and as I strode toward my office, all I wanted to do was to put a bullet hole in the head of every guard that was in sight, but really, it was myself I was angry at.

The attack on mother had been a distraction and I had fallen for it. The real target had been Celine Herrera all along. My first marriage had been a hidden one that the world didn't know about, but since the Herreras' were public figures, the wedding had been published in the news and every other outlet, and I was sure that was how Xavier got to find out about it.

Enoch had been right that I had no lead about Celine's whereabouts and having him hit me with the reality of the situation destroyed me.

I thought when Celine was out of sight, she would be out of mind, but I was sorely mistaken, and now everything was shrouded in the memory of her.

I had watched an