Chapter 21. The Exclusive Contract

"Hello, Antonio, how's the family?" The car pulled into traffic and the world outside the windows blurred as we moved.

"Everyone's doing good, sir. Thanks for asking", The two of us settled into silence as the car raced through the streets. One thing I liked about Antonio; he knew how to drive, and I was never late to anything.

My phone chimed and I was expecting a message from Nikolai since I was supposed to be meeting him at the sight of the new club. Instead, my mouth dropped open to see a message from Dax.

"Fucking finally!" I cursed out.

"Everything alright, Mr Makalov?" Antonio questioned.

"Uh, just fine. Just work stuff," I inhaled deeply. "Change of plans though. Can you take me to this address instead?" I gave the meeting location that Dax had just sent me.

"Ofcourse, sir." In the blink of an eye Antonio whipped the car across the road and we were taking an exit to leave Manhattan and head to the edge of the Bronx. The short notice surpri