Chapter 110. Heatstroke

Eliana

Whispered words I couldn’t grasp filled the room. The door shut, and Scott didn’t return to bed. I got off the bed, determined to find out what was being whispered. There were voices outside, the voices of men.

“Info on the person, please. Don said to follow your instructions.”

Don? Who the fuck was Don?

I moved closer, wanting to see who these men were. They were tall, dressed in black, and exuding dangerous vibes. But somehow, they seemed to respect Scott. There was something about them. Did they work for Scott or for the Don they had mentioned?

I was lost in thought, peeping from behind Scott. He seemed so lost in whatever they were talking about that he didn’t notice my presence, or he just ignored me.

“Sorry,” the man paused, his dark eyes locked with mine. I quickly took a step back. “Boss—señor.”

He said nothing about my presence and just went on with their talk.

“Boss?”

Scott was so sure about Adkins not bei