Chapter 25: The Aftermath

Vin didn’t sleep that night. There was too much on his plate. Apart from the refugees in his den, he had to make sure they were prepared for any other attacks, and that was on top of tracking trucks full of women that he was sure would be trafficked if he didn’t retrieve them immediately. It was a race against time.

When things pretty much settled, the crime lord looked upon the den and his chest stirred with a mix of emotions for his people. It was up to him to set things right, as quickly as he could.

“Hey.”

Vin looked up and spotted Soren walking up to him with a paper cup steaming with a dark liquid that he madly craved.

“Thanks, man,” Vin muttered as he reached for the coffee cup.

But to his surprise, Soren pulled the cup away. “This isn’t for you, it’s for me because I will be handling matters starting right now.”

Vin scoffed. “You what?”

“You heard me right. You will haul your ass upstairs and get some sleep in.”

“I’m fine,” Vin replied. “I’m not tired. Give me the cup.”

But Sor