Chapter 35

"Where the fuck are you, Armando?" I looked around, waiting all this to be finished soon.

My hands are still trembling and this fucked up headache will kill me in no minute if I don't get the shit out of my head.

Two men jumped in front of me and I pulled the trigger of my gun to kill them off. I'm not in the mood to play games.

My phone lighted up with constant notifications. I clipped my teeth together and took out the phone to read the texts that his wife is sending.

Armando's wife : Have you found him?

Armando's wife : Please tell me that he's okay.

Armando's wife : He'll be okay, right?

Armando's wife : Please save him, I beg you.

Armando's wife : Axel, please save him. They will kill him.

Armando's wife : Please.

I turned off the phone and shoved it inside the pocket of my pants.

"Was it Ayla?" Nate's voice echoed in the surrounding.

I shook my head. "Armando's wife."