Chapter Seventy-three

"Ready the cars, we're going to Elena's house."Andrea barked, rising to his feet. “She needs me now.”

His men quickly went about doing as he said because if there was one thing they knew about him, it was that he expected his biddings to be carried out immediately.

"Ready sir." One of his men said.

Andrea, in company of some of his men, walked out of the living room, heading to the set of cars parked at the driveway.

Soon, they were bound to her house and as they drove through, Andrea wondered what Elena must think of him. No doubt, she would be livid because she would think that he was the one responsible for her father's death. The truth was that he didn't know yet who was responsible for the shooting.

As it stood, his men were hard at work, trying to find out who was responsible and now, they still hadn't gotten a single clue.

"Any news yet on the case?" Andrea asked.

His driver and one of his men sat at the front of the car while the escort cars followed from behind.

"Not yet bos