Messed Up Plans

Ferrara

My hand was inside my suit jacket, my vision as clear as a night owl's.

I had one thing in mind;

Get the bastard who had blown up my ship and teach them a lesson, after I got the location of my crew of course.

To protect Katya, I hadn't informed her about the abduction, or the fact that my security team had intercepted the IP address of the culprit by tracing the shattered bomb detonator we had found at the scene to them.

That was how I had been made aware of this meeting tonight.

Thank fuck that she had series of work at the office or I would have had a field day explaining myself without lying to her.

It was already enough that I was keeping a secret to protect her, and now this...

The sound of a door being opened slowly drove me out my mental train of thoughts, reminding me of where I was,

At the abandoned warehouse where Katya had almost shog my brains out.

The memory brought a smile which made itself comfortable on my face, accompanied by thoughts of seeing her tonight af