Chapter Twenty seven

Lorenzo's pov.

"What the hell is going on?" I barked as soon as I got to the bar.

"There's a little problem, boss. Alejandro was the first to speak.

"And what is it?"

"Well, we've got information that there's a spy watching you."

The statement was enough to make me laugh.

"And how did you figure this one out?" I asked, folding my hands across my chest, staring at him with barely interested eyes.

My mind was still too preoccupied by the thoughts of the little vixen in my room.

"Well, because we captured him." Vincent said behind me.

I turned around to look at him wondering where the hell he was coming from.

"Whee and how?" I growled, more interested now.

I trusted Vincent more than anyone. He was level headed and was able to do most things without bothering me, Alejandro on the other hand could be a prankster for no reason sometimes.

"A few hours ago."

"Where is he?"

"He? No it's a she and she's dead."

"Wait, what? The fuck you mean she's dead? How the hell did that happen?"

I barked,