Episode 85

Gavril

I patted my pockets as the SUV pulled up to the iron gate, making sure I had my guns close by. Ever since I had heard from Naomi, the nervous energy had tripled, and until I could see and verify that she was all right, I knew I would continue to feel this way.

On one hand, I was glad that Roman had her and she hadn’t mentioned Hampton’s name. Had she escaped, or was there a bigger play that I was going to walk into in a few minutes?

On the other hand, Roman Marchetti was a dead man if Naomi had been harmed in any way. It would be extremely foolish of me to start a war while I already had one going on, but for the mother of my child? I would do whatever it took. If what I had heard recently about Marchetti was true, then I wasn’t sure I had much to worry about in terms of him harming Naomi.

It was all over LA that he was infatuated with his new wife, a former police officer at that, and unless she was just a cruel woman, I couldn’t imagine her standing by and taking him abusing