Page 130 of Chaos
“I said, I’ve talked to Enzo, but he needs a better shot of this guy for his tracking software. Or a license plate. Anything. I need you to work with Niki on this.” His eyes narrow over his balaclava. “And, I want you to stick around after this meeting.”
The room erupts in “oohs” and laughter.
All aimed at me.
If I didn’t like these guys more, I’d start swinging. But, I guess it’s not their fault I’m fucking useless.
Mikhail’s arm waves, kicking everyone out until I’m sitting on the stiff leather couch against the wall, alone.
He flips a stout wooden chair around and straddles it, his muscular arms bulging under the taut material of his suit.
“What the hell is going on, Jax?” His dark eyes are nearly black as he stares at me.
But, he doesn’t look angry.
“I got, well, a lot going on, boss.” How do I tell him I’m just a mess?
He narrows his gaze and stares silently at me until I start to squirm against the cushions.
“Drugs? Are you dipping into the product?” He tilts his head slightly.
“No, never.”
“Must be women, then? This town is full of bad ones. They aren’t worth getting upset about.” His hands grip the back and he stands as if the conversation is over.
“It’s just one. And she’s the best.” Sofia is worth getting emotional over.
I’ll never find another like her.
“Then what did she do?” He pauses, one brow raised.
I wipe my face in frustration. “She didn’t do anything. It was me that fucked everything up.” I let out a long groan.
His mask wrinkles over his nose. “What did you do, Jax?” he asks quietly.
“I slept with someone else.”
There. I said it.
He grumbles and moves back to his desk. “She must not have been very special.”
My chest aches as I fight to keep the tears from embarrassing me.
“She is the most important person in my life.” I love her more than myself. “I’d give anything to fix this.”
“Jax. Sometimes we are our own worst enemies.” His accent gets thicker. “But, you need to quell that chaos in you and find peace, only then you can find it with her.”
He waves towards the door. “Now go. Do not let your distraction get you, or my brother, hurt.”
I don’t care what Mikhail says, I can’t shut down the voice in my head that constantly tells me how badly I messed up.
Or, how much I miss Sofia.
The back of Nikolai’s hand smacks me across the chest.
“Did you hear me? Get out your phone and take a picture of him! I’ll make another pass.” His teeth are clenched as he talks.
Great, I pissed him off too.