RICKY
The bumper phone paged.
I immediately reached for it and returned the call, walking toward the window as I waited for the connection. Pulling the curtain aside, I looked outside and spotted the security team patrolling the grounds. They moved in pairs, their eyes constantly sweeping over the surrounding area, keeping watch for the bikers who seemed to have completely lost their minds.
They have been camping outside my residence for days now. A few of them had even tried to scale the fence more than once, forcing my men to increase security around the property.
The call connected.
“Liora?” My grip tightened around the phone. I had specifically told her to page me only if there was an emergency. “Is everything okay?”
There was a brief silence.
Then I heard her faint breath throu
