Page 133 of Revenge
“I believe so. Is there anything you need me to do, sir?”
“Continue following Gus. If Pat meets with Gus, call me immediately.”
“I will, sir.”
“That’ll be all.”
He turns around and leaves. As soon as he is out of the apartment, I grab my cell and dial Viktor.
“What do you want now, Oliver? We just got off the cell an hour ago.” There’s humor in his voice.
“Where are you?”
“Manarch Industries. Why?” he asks, his tone more serious.
“You need to go to the penthouse now. The guy following Gus just saw Gus meet with Pat.” I hear rustling like he’s standing.
“What the fuck? Does he know what they talked about?”
“Gus was questioning Pat about Ava. It looks like Gus is looking for information about her. Shortly after Gus left, Pat called her. I have a bad feeling about this.”
“Have a guy start following Pat too. I don’t want Ava to know about this. I’m on my way home.”
“Agreed. I’ll let you know if anything else comes up.”
“You do that.”
He ends the call before I can add anything. Shit just got worse if Pat is involved. The last thing we need is to add Pat to the mix. I don’t think he would physically hurt Ava, but he could definitely be an inconvenience. The man has always been a thorn, but at the end of the day, he’s still Ava’s father. I’m afraid of what this betrayal would do to her. She’ll be crushed. So I agree with Viktor. She doesn’t need to know that her father has become an enemy.
Chapter Fifty-Nine
Viktor
Walking out of our apartment’s private elevator, I hear shouting. I rush to the voices since I recognize one of them as Ava. In the living room, I find Ava and her father having a heated argument. She looks flustered and angry. Her father is just a couple of steps from her.
“Dad, I’ve done everything for you. I’ve always been there for you. But all you do is think of yourself.”
Before she can say anything else, he slaps her.
“What the fuck?” I yell, grabbing him from the back of his shirt and pulling him away from Ava. I turn him to face me. “Who the fuck do you think you are to come into my home and lay a hand on Ava?”
“I’m her father.”
I push him further away from Ava.
“Some father you are. She’s only your daughter when you need something from her.”
“I love my daughter. You have no right to question my love for her.”
I’m going to punch him when Ava speaks.
“Let him go, Viktor. He isn’t worth it.” Her voice breaks, and when I look at her, there’s pain written all over her face.
“You should listen to her and let me go, or will you threaten your son’s grandfather?”
Before I can answer, Ava gets between us.
“I should have known. All you care about is your goddamned gambling. I thought you came to spend time with your family.”
