Chapter 220 Hurting

Marco’s POV

“We have this place to ourselves,” Gab said as we stepped into a luxury bar. “This was owned by one of our associates. I asked them to empty the place and since they were just about to open for the night, they sent the customers away before we got here.”

I nodded, appreciating Gab’s initiative. I believe his idea was perfect.

“Not even a bartender remained?” Skye asked as she lazily sat on the big-size single seater chair.

“What would you like to have?” I asked, making my tone sound as casual as I could manage.

I was glad with how Skye hooked her arm on mine as we left Walter Ladwick’s place earlier. And even on our way here, Skye did not leave the spot between Gab and me in the car. She told our men to take another car while only the three of us crowded ourselves to sit on the front seat of a twelve seater van— the service car of our men, instead of having someone drive for us with the SUV car that we rode on our way here.

“I’d like to have something strong. Somethin