Chapter 233

Dylano’s POV

“Find out who did it!” I shouted at my men, my voice hoarse. “Someone went into the warehouse and stole our goods. I want to know who. Now!”

My men scrambled, moving in all directions, their footsteps echoing in the large, empty warehouse. I could not stand still.

The anxiety was eating at me, and the thought of what was coming if I didn’t fix this made me feel like I was suffocating.

If word got out that we had lost the goods, everything I had been working for would be over in an instant.

I paced again, my mind racing, but there was no clear answer. I had to fix this. I had to find the thief before anyone found out what happened.

I stopped, hands on my hips, breathing heavily. “This is it. This is the end if I don’t get this sorted,” I muttered to myself. “We are screwed, Jerulo. We are all screwed.”

Just as I said that, my phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out, and when I saw the name on the screen, I fro