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Days had passed since I had been in New York, and with the contract finalized with Chad’s father and himself, I had nothing else to worry about. The mont I could tell Tally she had nothing to worry about, I saw a light of happiness in her eyes I hadn’t seen in quite so ti.
Things were looking up, and even Sergie’s n had backed off on what they were trying to do... for the mont, anyway.
With everything on the bright side, I contemplated the idea of whether it would be safe to convince Becca to co down here. Take her internship with my company maybe... co spend ti with . Anything to get her to forgive , and let show her how much I cared.
I loved her more than anything, and it took going through all of this to realize what I was losing because of my selfishness. I did not know if I could still fix things, be able to keep her, be able to make it right, but I wanted to try.
As long as she will give a chance.
Sitting in my office, I went through the rest of the paperwork I had neglected over the past few weeks. With everything going on, I seriously had to get things together. Start trying to prepare for the worst in case this temporary happiness disappears.
“Mr Valentino, there are two gentlen here to see you,” Evette said from the open doorway. My eyes looked up to et hers. I hadn’t been expecting anybody and had it been Sergie, she would have called over the phone.
“Show them in,” I sighed in response. There was no telling what they wanted or who they even were, but I was in a f*ck-it mood, and honestly, anything was better than paperwork.
The mont the two n walked into the room, I knew automatically who they were. Well, maybe not who they were, but who they worked for. They were governnt agents, and with that being the circumstances, it ant one of two things.
I was going to jail, or they were looking for information.
“Gentlen, welco to Valentino Industries. How can I help you?”
The older man with graying hair and sharp blue eyes with slight stubble upon his face smiled brightly at . “My na is Greg Masters. I was hoping to take a mont of your ti.”
“I see...” I replied with hesitation. “Well, of course. Take a seat.”
As the n took a seat in front of , I cast my eyes towards the younger man with red hair and green eyes. He stared at with curiosity, sothing unreadable in his gaze.
“And what is your na?” I asked him, considering he didn’t offer it initially.
“John... John Doe.”
“John Doe,” I chuckled. “Well, gentlen, I don’t understand how you expect to have a reasonable conversation with you when one of you won’t even give your real na.”
The guy simply rolled his eyes with a scoff that sounded almost like a laugh as the older man frowned at him. Obviously, the older man was the one in charge, but I didn’t like how the younger man was here.
“His na’s Jacob,” Greg said as he rolled his eyes at the young man next to him. “We’re actually here from the Federal Bureau of Investigation. We have a common interest right now and with what we know, you’re going to want to listen to what we have to say.”
I was slightly concerned by what he said because if they were part of the FBI, then there was only one reason they were here, and that was because my past was catching up with .
“What is it I can help you with?”
“What would you do if I told you even though Sergie seems to have backed off, he is actually planning to execute you?” Greg asked with a raised brow as he leaned back in his seat.
“I’m sorry... who?” I asked, playing dumb.
Jacob sneered at with a clenched jaw before leaning forward. “Don’t play f*cking stupid with us. We know who you are and the business you guys have.”
“I’m sorry. Were you given permission to speak?” I taunted him, watching the anger grow within his eyes. “I don’t know who you’re talking about.”
Sothing about this man I didn’t like. Sothing about him didn’t sit right with , and that he was acting the way he was, sent red flags and alarms off in my head.
“Go f*ck yourself. We know all about your shady dealings,” Jacob snapped.
“Enough, Jacob,” Greg interjected, causing to laugh.
“I hate to break it to you, but I run a clean business. I’m not sure what you’re looking for.”
Jacob laughed, shaking his head as he stared at . “Do you think we’re f*cking stupid here, Valentino? We know you’re still doing business with him, and if you don’t wise up, he’s going to kill you, your daughter, your grandchild, and anybody else that you f*cking care about.”
Narrowing my brows at this young prick sitting across from , I contemplated smashing his face in with the crystal globe sitting on the corner of my desk, or simply pulling out the gun that sat beneath my legs shooting him where he sat.
I wouldn’t tolerate anyone speaking to that way, but thinking of my family, I turned my gaze back to Greg, who seed just as irritated as I was by what Jacob had said.
“Greg... if you want to talk about things, I have no problem with that, but I would like for you to explain to the young man next to you that if he opens his mouth like that to again, he will regret it.”
Threatening a federal investigator was not sothing you wanted to do.
That right there would get you ti in jail, but from the way these two n sat across from wanting to explain things, I kind of had an idea that they could not accomplish whatever they wanted if it wasn’t for .
So I took the risk, and I made the proclamation, only to watch Jacob’s eyes widen and his knuckles turn white as he gripped the arms of the chair he was sitting in.
“Who the f*ck do you think you’re talking to—”
Jacob’s words were quickly cut off as Greg held up his hand. “Leave. Go out to the waiting room next to the secretary. I’ll talk to Valentino by myself.”
Checkmate. They did need for sothing.
I watched Jacob stand t with hesitation in his eyes as he glanced down at Greg, who gave him a stern glare, as if telling him to go now. Slowly, Jacob left the room, slamming my office door behind him, and when he’d left, I finally relaxed and took in the sudden silence with pleasure.
“Now that he’s gone, go ahead and explain to what you need. Because you and I both know right now... you need more than I need you.”
Greg chuckled as he clasped his hands in front of him, his fingers running against each other as his eyes turned towards the window.
“We’ve been after Sergie for ten years, but no matter what we do, we can’t seem to get close enough to him. However, he has made a point multiple tis to try to get a hold of you. So we want to strike a deal with you, because currently, we could send you to jail for the next fifteen to twenty years for everything we have on you... that is unless Sergie kills you first.”
I wasn’t worried about going to jail, because honestly, it would almost be a vacation for . The problem was, though, I didn’t want anyone I loved to get hurt because of the shit I had done. It was my problem to bear, and the thought of Tally or anyone else suffering wasn’t a thought I wanted to have.
“Why are you waiting until now to speak with ? Why didn’t you co to about this before?”
“As you said, we need you. We can’t get Sergie without you. He has been too guarded. However, lately you, Valentino, happened to cloud his judgnt. His n are slipping up, orders aren’t being followed... and your ex-wife, well... she’s been in Sergie’s bed multiple tis in the past few weeks.”
Hearing that Allison was sleeping with Sergie honestly didn’t surprise .
I had thought they had sothing going on years ago. However, I tried to believe Allison wouldn’t do that to . That she would be faithful, and honestly, that didn’t work out well at all. Instead, she cheated on with a younger man and left heartbroken, trying to pick up the pieces of my life.
“I’m not worried about my ex-wife. However, I don’t want my daughter or anyone else hurt.” I said with a heavy sigh. “I will help you, but you really need to consider who you partner with. Jacob can’t be trusted, and I don’t want him knowing I’m doing this.”
Greg furrowed his brows in confusion as he stared at . “What do you an?”
“Exactly what I said.. Watch your back with him.”
“Dually noted... now, what do you want out of it?” Greg asked, letting out a breath as he adjusted himself in his seat. “Make an offer.”
“I’d like not to go to jail, that’s for sure,” I replied, watching as Greg laughed, shaking his head.
“You’re going to have to do so type of ti in jail, I’m afraid. However, I think we might get that knocked down to eighteen months. At the end of the day, that’s a lot better than twenty years.
I sat for a mont, thinking about it.
Never in my life had I ever thought about being a snitch. Never in my life had I ever thought about having anything that had to do with any form of governnt. I hated the governnt.
I was going against everything I was by helping them, but it wasn’t about , it was about keeping the people I loved safe.
“Okay, but under one condition... I want to make sure that my family, my daughter, all of them are protected and kept safe.”
Greg stared at for a mont before he smiled and nodded in agreent. “And the pretty girl that’s up in New York?”
I wasn’t actually surprised they knew about Becca.
If they had been watching as long as I think they have, then they knew everything.
“I want her protected, too.”
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