CHAPTER 63

“What’s got your panties in a twist?” Elvis brought back the wandering mind of Daniel. “And why isn’t she here already? I paid quite a large sum getting her to be one of the caterers to this event.”

“She should be here anytime soon.” He didn’t spare him a glance, too occupied with watching out for when they finally arrived.

Elvis snorted, “Don’t be a killjoy and put a call across to her.” with a low voice, he added, “You look like a creep with that desperation written all over your face.”

“I’m two seconds away from decking the shit out of you. Where’s your wife?”

“None of your business, you should be more worried about when your lady will show up.” he took a glance at his watch, “for someone who has a job to do, this is a bit too late.”

“Tell me something I don’t know,” he gritted, fighting the urge to put another call across to them.

Elvis brought out his phone, “Since you can’t find the guts, I’ll do it for you.” Daniel’s eyes widened as he dialed a number.

“How the fuck did you