CHAPTER TEN - GODFATHER
DASHIELL BLACKWOOD'S POV
After I ended the call with Zahra, I placed the phone back on the desk, my fingers entangled with each other, as I stared at Blazer.
"Why did you lie to me that Zahra was going to take an Uber home?" I asked, my expression stoic. But he said nothing.
I grasped his chin harshly, bringing it toward me, to leave his large body hanging in the air. "Answer me when I am talking to you!" I seethed, gritting my teeth together.
"Nothing, boss," he replied, beads of sweat dripping on my desk. I flung his face away in anger, as I got up, my hand holding my chest to prevent myself from adding pressure to the injury that my Doctor had already sewn up.
I paced frantically around where he sat, gripping onto the edge of his chair. "Do you have any id
