ARES
Death is a mercy.
This bastard on the floor got mercy. A hitman in the King's grounds. The audacity.
I dipped my hand into my pocket and pulled out my phone to call Nico.
He picked.
"Come to the second floor, the third hallway on your left. You've got five minutes. Tell the others in position to be on guard."
"On it, boss."
I ended the call.
I had my men on standby. I had no intention of attending this ball alone, even though it goes against my father's orders.
This was a problem. This night decided to add unwanted drama.
I released a sharp sigh, looking behind, but Catherine was gone.
Fuck.
I stepped out of the room, eyes scanning both sides of the hallway, but she was nowhere to be seen.
I dialed a number knowing he was the only one who could get to her fast.
I don't want her roaming these grounds alone.
"Get to my wife, now. Make sure she doesn't leave."
"Understood."
The call ended.
