32. She felt warm.

Renzo POV.

My meeting with Carter was an unexpected one. The old fool thinks he could outsmart me. However, I gave him what he deserved. I had to make him give me back all the money I had given him to get me weapons. However, he used it for his purpose and did not do what I asked him. The men I met must be organizing a beautiful funeral for him by now. I do hope he gets the best he ever wanted. The scratch I had on my stomach was a result of one of his men pulling a trigger at me, taking me unaware. I knew I had tied him well on the chair he was sitting on that he wouldn't have any movements, let alone a chance of shooting me. When I heard the clicking sound of the gun, I turned around to face the source just to be welcomed by a bullet. I was quick enough to dodge the bullet, thereby letting just the end of it scratch my stomach.