Kidnapping Her

Demitri

She's going to run, and I can't blame her.

"Find out who the hell brought it. Get whatever you can from Dean's phone today." I shout, and Evan nods quickly.

"Maybe send some of your guys to watch her, as that sounded like they are planning to get her," Paul looks at me, and I nod.

"I don't get why or how they know?" It's not like I've been dating her or that she's moved in. She shouldn't even be seen as important. This is too quick.

"Maybe Dean said? They would know everything if he agreed to work for them and tell them. They keep him safe and alive from you. He gives them information," Paul looks at me.

"Find out who the hell that head belongs to, as none of my men have gone missing. Then get rid of it, and someone needs to clean up her fucking bed," I walk out and sit in the car.

Something is going on, and Paul has to be right. He's told them everything, which is how they knew, one way or another, I would see what was in that box. I spent hours working while trying to get De