He straightened his composure. Moreover, his commanding presence filled the room. “I want a full investigation. Every man who was there, every detail. I want to know why he targeted her.”
Gavin nodded his head in agreement. His expression was grim. “Yes, boss.”
“And make sure to bring me Russo’s second-in-command by tonight,” Christopher added further, his tone colder than ice. “Alive.”
Gavin gave a curt nod and left without another word.
At that moment, he turned back to me. His piercing gaze locked onto mine. “You knew they were Russo’s men? Why didn't you tell me?”
“I didn’t think it mattered,” I replied, keeping my voice steady. “You seemed preoccupied with more… important things.”
He took a step closer, his towering frame casting a shadow over me. “Who knows they might follow you to reach somebody…somebody like Scarlett?”
I bit my lower lip as my hopes were shattered. Not for a moment he was worried about me. He was afraid that they might hurt Scarlett. I was so stupid.
When I didn't respond, he stared at the table again and asked, “Where’s mine?”
His voice was calm, but there was a sharpness beneath it that could cut the air.