JAMES POV
The drive to Victor's place felt like forever. I knew it wasn’t the traffic it was the weight of everything pressing down on me, and what I would do to him when I finally got my hands on him made my fingers twitch.
The thought of Stella’s face appeared in my he the way she tried to pretend that she wasn’t afraid and none of this scared her. But it did. I saw it. She was terrified of him.
My driver pulled into the parking lot of the Crimson Jackal. It wasn’t packed like it used to be on nights, but there were still a few people, and I could hear the faint thump of music from inside.
I placed my hands in my pockets and a smile on my face as I walked to the door, where two huge bouncers stood.
“I’m here for Mr. Cane,” I said in a polite voice.
“He’s not receiving any guests no
