Chapter seventy six

Gavin curled his fingers into a fist. He was so angry. He could punch through the walls of his room right now. But he remembered his anger control sessions and refrained from causing any disaster.

 

 "Why?" He asked, suppressing whatever he had left of his temper. Gonzalez, even if he sounded nonchalant, was a very dangerous man who took words to offense. Gavin had to be careful around him.

 

 "Because all my team members were killed," Gonzalez said calmly. One would think he was talking about a few chickens here and there. That was how unimportant they were to him. But he wasn't still refunding Gavin's money. "Or, are you going to pay me for my losses?"

 

 Gavin didn't think he was going to. That was none of his business. All he had asked them to do was to kill a fucking woman. It wasn't that hard. And how the hell did Vivienne get rescued? How was she located? Gonzalez wasn't an expert at all. "I don't think so,"