Chapter 55

                                    

                                          
Blaze's POV:
It's been 4 days. I haven't spoken to Livvie properly. It isn't that big of a deal normally but her replies have been very...weird? or maybe, not-olivia-responses.
Our timings haven't been matching at all. Honestly, I'm a little worried. She hasn't taken any security this time, not even Marcus. She never does that, Marcus is her shadow, yes, he's shadows, shadow. Even though I've been hearing from her through texts, something doesn't feel right about them to me.
Normally I get updates about her with the snap of my fingers but she warned me to not send anyone to Paris to guard her. She did tell me how she's been able to walk around the town freely and about how she feels like a normal human and stuff and wants it to be that way till she returns. It wasn't very convincing to me, not convincing at all infact but she has a pretty good track record of winning sertain arguments so I had no chance.
There have been some major changes in her behaviour since the time she told me about how she declined MFW offer. I of course, didn't buy her stupid story. None would, everyone knew how hard she worked for that and the fact that she's putting all that in the big dustbin of our house got me a little annoyed. I do plan on knowing the actual reason once she is back.
It's Friday today, she's suppose to return tomorrow. I think I've called her like, 7 times since morning but she hasn't answered either of them. No messages, no voicemails, no e-mails.
Why would she e-mail you?
She won't, I was just considering it as a possibility.
I was at the HQ. We are having a core team meeting to discuss some updates. I'm already in the conference room while the rest are on their way.
I think one more call would do no harm.
Yea, same.
I took my phone out from my trouser pocket and clicked on her name which was on my speed dial.
It started ringing.
Ring...
Ring...
Ring...
"Pick up Livvie." I muttered to myself.
Ring...
Ring...
Ring...
Ring...
"Dammit." I banged on the table slightly.
Ring...
Ring...
The line went dead.
I released a deep sigh.
I just hope she's fine.
The opening of the door snapped me out of my daze. In came, Marcus, Tyberias, Jace, Stacey, Asher and Shawn.
Everyone sat down on their respective seats while Tyberias began.
"Boss, the payment of the gun supply to the Russians still hasn't come..." He said.
What if she's in trouble?
"Like you ordered, we did send our men to collect it but fuckers have been hiding underground, we're still working on that." He explained.
What if someone attacked her on shoot?
"Russians need to be taught a lesson, they've been fucking around a lot lately." I heard Shawn.
What if she's hurt?
"Boss, there are rumours about the Russians shaking hands with the Kings." Marcus said.