Draven's pov
"Gotten any leads on the matter?" I asked my beta, Jax.
"Not yet, sir. But I am sure, we will get answers soon."
"And the shipment?"
"It's become harder to sell the product now that there are competitors," Jax replied.
"Competitors?" I scoffed as I flicked the cigarette in my hand into the ashtray that lay on the table in front of me. "Who are they?"
"Just small time gangs looking for a big score.."
"If they are small, then what is the holdup?" I dragged my cigarette as I stood up. "I need some bloody answers, Jax, or heads are going to roll."
"Yes, sir."
The door creaked open as light swept its way into the study where I was with Jax. Elaris came in holding a can of soda as she swayed her hips.
"What the f**k is wrong with you?" I asked, my brows contorted in a f
