Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

My CEO 168

168 Into the Fray (Jayden)

As we head towards the hotel parking lot, Winona suddenly stops in her tracks. "We can't take that car where we're going," she says, her voice low but firm.

I glance at the sleek, black luxury sedan we rented. She's probably right. It stuck out like a dog's balls at Winona's old house.

"Okay," I say, pulling out my phone. "Let me make another call."

I dial my head of security, Gunner, who's used to handling all kinds of situations. The man's ex-military, special services. If there's anyone I trust to get us what we need right now, it's him. "Mr. Brennan," Gunner answers on the first ring. Always professional, always on point.

"Gunner, I need security. And a car that won't get us killed or robbed. Something that blends in where we're going. We need protection-people who aren't afraid to use force if necessary. I'll send you the location." There's a brief pause before Gunner responds. "Understood, sir. I'll arrange everything. Give me thirty minutes."

"It's urgent."

"Consider it done."

I hang up and turn to Winona. "Thirty minutes max."

'She nods and we wait. "I hope I can find her."

"I hope you can too. But, Winona, I don't want you doing anything stupid. You don't need to be out there alone."

"I won't do anything stupid."

she isn't

let

the usual cars we're driven around in. It's a beat-up, old SUV, the kind that's been through a few rough nights and has come out the other side worse

Perfect.

worn jeans, hoodies, and heavy jackets. One has a tattoo creeping up his neck, and the other's got

type you'd see hanging around a corner than a professional

we

The driver says. "Tito," he points at the guy in the

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160 into the Foy

be others, you won't see them.

nod, his expression hard. "We got your back. Ain't nobody gonna fuck

out of my volce, I'm

Tito riding shotgun. Literally. We head across town, deeper into the hood

we cruise through the streets, the tension in the air grips me. The buildings here are rundown, graffiti covering almost every surface. People linger

back, giving me a reassuring look. But I can see the determination in her

got that right, pretty boy." Tito grins and I

my nerves. I am

what feels like hours, Winona suddenly leans forward, peering

I think some women are there too. They could just be older teens, it's hard

got that tough-girl swagger, but even I can see through it. She's just eighteen, and she's

Winona's already out