All Chapters of Twisting Fate: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

“The music.” She raised her eyebrow so I elaborated. “You hadn’t answered so I called Keenan to get your schedule for the day. He was still there. You could hear the music from outside the door and he said it had been playing for a while.”Her eyes widened. “You remembered our conversation in the car.”I nodded. “Of course.” Her surprise and slight tint to her cheeks made me wonder if that was really something special. I looked at Kamilia for confirmation and she just gave me a sloppy smile.We finished our dessert talking about nothing in particular and mostly work. It got to be around nine and Kamilia kicked us out. I had to call for one of the guys to come pick us up. Taking a cigarette outside, Rosaria stood next to me as we waited.“You killed him, didn’t you?”I nodded, knowing who she was talking about.“The family?”“I’m taking care of them. Though, they have the five mil

I wiped down the back of my neck with a towel. Really, I hadn’t meant it to go that long. I’d decided to tell my security team what happened to Vladimir. Not all of them were sworn in but they knew my job and why people were out to get me most times. That level of trust was hard to come by and I looked at each one of them, giving them an ultimatum. Either they would be officially sworn in or I would provide them a glowing recommendation letter to their next place of business with three months of severance pay.When I was thinking about Keenan and swearing him in to protect Rosaria, I realized that I wasn’t about to split my trust between my family and my guys. Most of these men had been with me for over ten years. The new guys looked up to them but I needed them to know I was serious. The consequences for betrayal were far worse and there was more on the line. There was a sense of loyalty and weight to your actions. One that should never be bought and if it

The shock that rippled through me could only be reflected by the shock on Marek’s face. Except his dropped into worry. He didn’t say anything though as he watched me. I didn’t know what to do. Embarrassment flooded through me and I tried to move out of Marek’s reach. This was not who I was. I did not cry. I went through torture session after torture session without making a sound. I’d taken the abuse at castle thinking I had no other place I could go. I’d clung onto the fact that I could somehow survive in this world despite being told otherwise.I was not someone who had a soul or a heart. I couldn’t. Not in this lifetime. Yet here I was, one after the other, falling down my face because someone actually cared for once. Looking up, I wiped my eyes hard with the palm of my hand. The slight pain slowed my heart beat down and helped settle me.“Búsinka…it’s okay…” Marek’s voice now sounded like sandpaper to me and I shook my head.“No. I don’t have a soul. I lost it a long time ago. I

Aleksei was replying to the person on the other end. “They knew we were running a skeleton crew today. How many?”I turned to Aleksei and listened but I couldn’t hear the voice on the other end.“How many hostages?” He nodded. “Is pakkun there?” A pause. “Shit. Alright.” Aleksei ran a hand through his hair. “No. No, I don’t think so. That would be stupid. Just reroute Marek to the Genova building. I’ll have another crew handle the Capital building. Yes. No. Yes. Yes, zasranets, thank you for that unhelpful bit of information.”Sighing, I felt a bit of relief that whatever was happening, Marek wasn’t in the thick of it. The fact that someone was going after him today right when he came back seemed crazy. He did say a bunch of the security guys would be sworn in and trained but having them all go at the same time seemed silly to me.“Yeah. I know. Okay. I need to know who is in charge at Capital. What? Someone put Jerry in charge? Are you shitting me?” Aleksei rubbed his face. “My tak ob

“How long are we going to have to stay here?” A thick Spanish accent filled the room and I ducked into a cubicle under a desk.“Until boss says we are done. We will get a golden payday from this and we can go on vacation after this. So quit complaining.”I heard a huff but a few of the guys were stalking around the room. Peaking over the top of the cubicles, I got eyes on them. They weren’t even as decked out in as much gear as the guys who had tried to nab me. There was even one guy in a Hawaiian shirt, smoking, as he sat in an office chair next to the elevators. I counted and ducked back down.“Seven. Little armor. Eyes on hostages.” I whispered before moving from my spot back further away.I could handle this two ways. I could just stand up and start throwing. Hope to catch them off guard enough to put them down before they could pull their weapons. The problemy was that the further they were, the percentage of