Chapter 133. Saving Zac

Victor stood on the other side of the door, his dark eyes sweeping over her with sharp calculation. He didn’t look angry…no, that would have been easier to deal with. 

Instead, he looked amused. That was worse.

Anna forced a tight-lipped smile. “Victor.”

He stepped inside without waiting for an invitation, his cologne thick in the air, his presence suffocating. The door shut behind him with a quiet click.

She folded her arms. “What do you want?”

Victor’s gaze slid across the room, scanning for something…or someone. “Do you really need to ask?” He turned back to her, his expression smooth. “Zac.”

Her stomach clenched. “I told you that I had nothing to do with it.”

“You did say that.” He took a slow step toward her, his eyes darkening with something unreadable. “But see, here’s the problem. I have people looking for him everywhere. The city is crawling with men who would love to drag him back to that cell. And yet… nothing. It’s like he d