Page 95 of Scarred Heir

“That’s not a chance I’m willing to take.” I caught feelings for a woman I should have been more cautious of. I wouldn’t let a guy into my house or around my family without being absolutely certain they wouldn’t fuck me over. Shouldn’t the same rules have applied for someone I let into my bed?

“I’m coming home,” Chello said.

“No.”

“You can’t tell me what to do.”

“I can, because you told me to take the throne.” I stood and went to the window, wanting nothing more than to have him home and calling the shots. “There’s nothing you can do here. Let’s neutralize Medina and then we’ll talk about you coming back.”

“Spoken like a true leader.” He snickered. “What are you going to do about Chance?”

“Blow his head off.” The snow had picked up in the last ten minutes, but that wouldn’t stop me from dealing with the traitor who had already crossed me once before. “I’ll have to handle Bello too.”

“Bello will be easier than Chance,” he said. “Why don’t you let me handle Chance, so you can deny accountability. We can make it look like a drug deal gone wrong. Sable doesn’t have to know it was you.”

“I think we’re past that, but I appreciate you wanting to do that.” I grabbed my suit jacket from the back of my chair. “Kiss Lissia for me, and stay safe.”

“Milo,” Marchello said. “Take a few minutes to think your next move through. I’ve been where you are.”

“I’ll call you later.” I ended the call as a numbness came over me.

I had to decompartmentalize if I expected to do what needed to be done. It was one thing to say Chance made stupid choices because he didn’t know any better, but what he did was too deliberate for me to forget. He put my family in jeopardy, and I would never forgive that.

“Milo.” Ax knocked on the door.

“Come in.”

He opened the door and stepped into my office. “Have you seen Sable?”

“Not for a couple of hours. Have you checked with Angela?”

“I’ve checked this whole place twice, and I can’t find her,” he said. “She’s not answering her cell either.”

“We had a fight.” I came around my desk, knowing what we had was more significant than an argument. “She’s probably being defiant.”

“Sheknows she’s not supposed to ignore my calls or texts,” he said. “This feels off.”

“When you find her, take her back to the penthouse.” I motioned toward the window. “The storm is approaching faster than I thought. I have some business to deal with, so order her dinner and keep her there. Make sure she doesn’t leave.”

“As soon as I find her, I’ll get her out of here.”

“Milo.” Lucas joined us. “We have a problem.”

“Did you talk to Marchello?”That was fast.

“No.” Lucas had a file tucked under his arm. “Is everything okay?”

“No, but is it ever?” I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. “Let’s deal with your problem first.”

“I’ll go look for Sable,” Ax said.

“Sable’s missing? That could be part of our problem.” Lucas said, causing Ax to hesitate.

“What do you mean?” I asked. That cleansing breath I’d taken had done nothing to center me.Fuck yoga.

“There is an SUV missing from the fleet.” Lucas tossed the file on my desk. “It’s one of your personal ones. I looked it up when we realized it was missing.”

“It should have a tracker on it, shouldn’t it?” I opened the file and read the vehicle information summary. “It’s brand new.”