Smarter Than I Thought

Don's Pov

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"Get me a techie and track the location of the call"

Vader nodded and quickly pulled out his phone, dialing a number as he stepped out of the room. I could hear the faint sound of Vader's voice, arranging for a techie to be brought in.

I went into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and stepped under the warm water. I washed away the sweat all over my body. The tension that had overwhelmed me when that call came in. The restlessness to see Claire. I could not control it.

As I dried off and got dressed, My phone buzzed with an incoming text from Vader. "Techie is here, boss. Ready when you are."

I grabbed my phone and headed out of the bedroom. It was time to track down Claire and bring her home. No matter what the fucking bastard said. He had said his knife was itching to kill Claire, but if he dared touch her…nothing would stop me from clearing the name Salvatore.

Elyse came from the kitchen, she hadn't eaten for days and I had to ensure she took some food from the cook