Chapter 61

STRIKER

Linus Vanderford was too paranoid for his own good that he now looked like the head of the cartel instead of a successful businessman.

“I wanna see Mr. Vanderford.” I met his butler at the entrance.

“Of course, sir. Come in. He’s in the study.”

“Thank you.” I went to study with Linden.

“Is this extra security for you, or there’s a threat against him?”

“I don’t know, but if he pissed off his daughter, I’m sure he pissed off a lot of people, too.”

I knocked on the door. The goon who tackled London before opened the door. “I’d like to talk to Sir Linus.”

“Alone,” he said in one word, eyeing Linden, but with the look on his face, he could bang his head against mine in anger.

“Of course.”

“I’ll be in the car.” Linden stayed back and gripped my shoulder as his sign that he got my back.

I entered the office. To my surprise, he was not alone. He was with a man around his age but didn’t look familiar.

“Striker, c