Chapter Twenty-Eight-Angel&Giselle

Angel

The second my phone connected I was on the move. I caught only the first minute of my Koukla’s call and I became aware of two things, two definite things, immediately.

Someone took what’s mine.

And I’m going to kill him for it.

“Mr. Fury, I have your pretty little wife. I will call you with a location when we can meet and talk. We have a lot to discuss.”

This motherfucker.

“Don’t you fucking touch her,” is all I manage to say before all I hear is wind followed by the sound of glass breaking.

Fuck!

Fury like I’ve never known fills me and I am already taking off, running down the hall as I call all my available men to me.

“We gotta go!”

I slam open Nico’s door. He’s in a meeting with a dangerous-looking man in an expensive suit.

I shouldn’t be interrupting him, but I have no choice. My cousin doesn’t question me. He just stands and grabs his guns from the cabinet next to his desk.

Luc is in there with him, and he does the same.