68. VIOLENT

VINCENT

I made a couple of calls on my way to the plane, and everyone I had called already had their hands on deck.

Owen called me just before I entered into the plane, "Simon called. Told me you got arrest by some Russian cops. You started dealing drugs? Why wasn't I the first person you told?" He sounded impressed from his tone. The fucker thought everyone was as rotten and corrupt as he was.

"Ask your brother properly so he can tell you exactly what happened." I snapped at him and wanted to end the call but he stopped me,

"Wait, wait… I was begged to help you out. So, give the phone to one of the cops there. You will not be going with them in that plane, I'll make sure it all ends there, in New York."

I raised a brow. Owen never did anything for free, without wanting anything in return. I did not ask, simply waited for him to spit it out.

He finally did, "Well… you know it all comes for a token. A little token, for that matter."

I shook my head. Nothing was little with Owen involv