CHAPTERTHIRTY-SEVEN
ROMANOFF POV.
“WESLEY! Tell me again how it is you managed to lose her. It was a simple task of grab her, tie her up and bring her back here.”
I ask while walking around amongst the imbecile’s that messed up. I wander around the room twice before I move to the front of the room to look at them all in the face. Allowing my eyes to blaze red, I can smell the fear in the room.
They should all be scared, someone in this room is going to be the one responsible for the mess I am now left with.
“So gentlemen, does someone want to tell me what! Exactly! Happened! TODAY!” My words laced with unwritten threats. I Watch as the four men in front of me all gulp collectively.
I look a t each of the men, one at a time, allowing my gaze to wash over them, First; I start with the
