Shadows In Durango

Chapter 77

*****Vincent's POV*****

Knowing that she must be hungry since she had crashed out pretty much instantly after getting back from the spa last night, I book us a table at the recommended lunch spot from the con-serge downstairs who helped to get us a cab. "Have you thought up any new games yet?" Sofia's playful tone meets my ear as we wait out front for the car to arrive, as she clutches hold of my arm to remain even closer to me.

Although the action was small, it was meaningful nonetheless. She was clearly more comfortable around me which I took as a small victory since we had came here.

One thing continued to bug me in the back of my mind though, and that was the interest Chester and his nephew seemed to have taken in her at the meeting.

They could still be keeping tabs on me, it was impossible to tell... especially when I was the one visiting his state.

He seemed to be a big shot around here...

Knowing that my father was also expecting a phone call, I decide that I best do it now as opposed to leaving it til late which would only cause a war between us.

Breaking the contact with Sofia who seems somewhat disappointed at first, I quickly say:

"I need to call my father before I forget, sorry." I state, as she nods understandably and paces around in search for our taxi.

Wasting no time, I click to call him, listening to it almost ring out completely before he eventually picks up.

the thing that pissed me off most about speaking

always sounded as though

you to pick up. He wants a contract with you though, something about his cocaine shit linking up with your guns to help you both become mega rich or something." I state, my tone flat and almost

more filthy rich was beyond me... it made

how was he? A little bitch or was he a proper gangster?" He ponders, only confirming my suspicions that he had

with the masses of protection he surrounds himself with - but it was clearly still his

- he had a big fat cigar hanging from his lips the whole time and he kept waving his hands around as he spoke. He's in it more for the name, not the

over?" He asks next, shocking me that he even cared

get you more money if that's what you want. Just don't get too stuck with him, he seems obsessed." I confirm truthfully, before listening to him hum over what I had told him. "Obsessed, you say?" My

weighed the risks and rewards in his mind. He was always calculating, always planning several steps ahead, and it was clear that Chester had piqued his interest in more ways than one. "Just keep an eye on him," I advised. "If he starts acting erratic, you'll know he's letting his obsession get the better of him." I grumble, hating that I was even giving him my thoughts on the matter but knowing it would get him off the

my father replied, his tone curt and final. "Good work, Vincent. I'll send you over some more cash." He states, as though his only way of ever showing me any love was through the

have enough in my accounts already? It was as if it

the

the click of the call ending, leaving me with nothing but the hum of the city outside and the faint scent

her voice soft but tinged with concern as she turned to me in

my father," I replied, sliding my phone back into my pocket and giving her a reassuring smile. "Nothing to worry

the adventure continues. Join us for

convinced. She was getting better at reading me, and that was both a comfort and a cause

my thoughts drifted back to Chester and his nephew. I couldn't shake the feeling that

I paid the driver and then offered Sofia my arm again, feeling the comfort of her touch as we started toward