Chapter Forty-Nine

Damien's POV

“What did he do? I could help you talk to him, I promise,” Katarina suggested as she stared at the gun that was pointed at her head in fear.

“He diverted my goods, worth hundreds of millions, to his port. I don’t know what he’s trying to achieve with that, but if he’s making those silly moves, it’s leading me to believe that he has Lauren’s body and is just trying to pretend.”

“He doesn’t. I know for a fact that he doesn’t have Lauren’s body. He wouldn’t lie to you and have you keep me here,” she argued, seeming to have trust for someone who didn’t exactly care about her all that much.

“Tell him about it. Tell him that I have little patience left and will do it if he doesn’t send my goods back while you’re still on the food. Maybe he’ll show you how much or how little he cares about you in your last moments.”

Her hands trembled as she dialled Santino’s number and put it against her ear.

“Santino, this is Katarina,” she told him.