Escaping The Mafia King

Chapter 9: 9

Turned out, Max had called cops.

When he was on the call earlier, he had called the police. When the police had arrived, Max and the police had greeted each other like long known best friends.

It was all weird.

And scary.

And impressing.

Surprisingly, the police did not come to ask me any questions. They picked up cringy and burly after talking to Max in a low tone for a while, and then drove away.

"What did you tell them?" I asked as soon as the police vehicle was out of our sight.

"That they need to wait 'cause I am going to ask you the questions that may come out offensive and interrogating."

"What kind of questions?" I poked.

"What are you hiding from me, Hope?"

"Nothing of your concern." I looked away.

He came forward, grabbed my chin and made me look at him once again,

the man whom I respect very much, but also because you are going to take me to your bed and I would like to know more about

simply you should not get into my bed." I snapped, "And about

twitch in anger. "You are so

"Very."

stepped back. I definitely did not need any distractions.

get you home. Then you and I are going

was going to

*****

of going home, he took me to the coffee shop. As we

coffee shop,

are you

"My office." He replied.

stay here." I pulled

face me,

that you have got running after you, I do

Made sense.

instead of coming to an open area, Vincent's back door was connected

on the marble floor, turned at the corner, and then I was

in movies how PI's have a very tight space room with no sight of cleanliness and hygiene. And

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