The Girl He Craves

The Girl He Craves Chapter 186

Christopher’s pov

Dad managed to disarm the guy and calls me over as the guy’s shirt quickly soak with his blood.

“Find out who sent him.” Dad grunted as he opened the door and held the guy in a choke hold.

“How am I suppose to do that if you’re choking him!” I yelled and looked around.

Someone must have heard those gunshots. There’s no way no one would’ve heard.

Unless everyone leaving in those buildings are deaf.

“Get his phone.” Dad urged as a soft ping sound comes from the guys now lit up pocket.

He’s groaning in pain, coughing up his own blood but still struggles.

“If I were you, I’d stop struggling boy.” Dad hissed in his ear and nudged his chin to the guy’s pocket.

“Hurry up Christopher so we can get out of here.”

I quickly took out his phone.

“Fingerprint.” I grumble, fighting with the guy to grab his hand.

When I do, I pinched his finger and placed it on his screen. The phone unlocks and I quickly tapped on the text.

“That asshole! I knew Aiden was behind this shit!” I sneered as I read the messages between Aiden Xavier and the guy.

“Fuck!” I roared and slammed my fist on the jeep roof.

“What is it!?” Dad looked at me.

I shook my head, running my fingers through my hair in frustration. “He had this piece of shit follow us.” I pointed at the guy who looked like he was about to pass out soon. Or maybe he was about to die.

he

us fucking Lillian.” I sneered, slamming my fist again, this time

Did he send it to

I nod.

his fist

his wound

also confused

again and scrolled down. There’s a text

asked for his location.” I exhaled and looked around. It was still quiet and the streets were still dead. There were no

to

my eyes back to his and looked at the

“What? Are you crazy!?

eyes snapped to mine furiously. “Just fucking give it to

pushing the guy’s

door closed and walked

we’ve

guy he sent was easily taken down by us. That should scare

know dad. He might retaliate by posting those photos online or he might give them to the media. Either

do you think controls the media? Why do you think I had

hope you know what

chin at the phone. “Text him back and give him the location. We’ll be long

Aiden’s pov

pace the floor, my heart

was sickening. I hated

life on the line. Keeney was

underestimated those Muralo

please stop pacing for a

be worrying him

went to sit down on

called 911, I told him to call my dad to make sure they were still

obviously used Tenney’s phone to text me the

it on Christopher. Who knew how far those fuckers