Chapter 785

Logan's POV

Enzo gave a sharp nod. “Understood, Boss.” He turned to leave but paused at the door. 

“Should I inform the others?”

“No. Just you and me. I want to deal with this personally.”

Enzo’s lips curled into a small, satisfied smirk. “Got it.”

As he walked out, I grabbed my jacket, slipping it on as I stood. My fists clenched at my sides, my blood boiling with fury.

Whoever dared to attack my warehouse would pay. They would learn what it meant to cross me.

I pulled out my phone, dialing the number of one of my men who was already at the warehouse. He picked up on the second ring.

“Boss.”

“Are they talking?” I demanded, my voice cold and sharp.

“Not yet,” he replied, his tone tense. “But they’re getting close to breaking. We’ve been... persuasive.”

“Keep going,” I ordered, my grip tightening on the phone. 

“I want them to beg for mercy before I get there.”

“Yes, Boss.”