Page 15 of Innocent Bratva Twins
She hasn’t. I told her I had a meeting, one of the meetings she isn’t involved in. It sucks that I have to keep things from her, but I wouldn’t want to put her at risk by exposing her to this side of things, anyway.
We’ve been at the warehouse for almost two hours, and it’s taking a lot longer than I thought it would to sort out this issue.
One of our armored vehicles was supposed to collect the cash from our safe this morning, and it’s gone missing. How did we manage to lose a whole truck?
We can’t pick it up on the tracking systems, and the teams we’ve sent to drive the route have reported nothing.
The vehicle was empty, though, so it makes no sense for someone to hijack it on the waytothe collection point, not after. Unless some fucking idiot got bad intel and just made a fool of himself.
“Anything?” Ark asks, noticing me checking my phone. He thinks I’m following up with the tracking team.
“Uh. Nothing yet. You guys got anything?”
Yilian’s phone starts ringing. His eyes go wide.
“It’s Maddy,” he shouts. Maddy's our driver.
He answers the phone, immediately switching it to speaker.
“Maddy?” he asks tensely, and we all step closer, anxiously waiting for a response.
“Yil, fuck, I’m so sorry. Man, my alarm didn’t go off—“
“Are you fucking kidding me?” Arkady shouts angrily. “Your fucking alarm didn’t go off? We’ve had the entire fucking team out looking for you and you were at fucking homesleeping?”
“Ah—am I on speaker?” Maddy stammers.
Yilian rolls his eyes and huffs loudly. He switches the speaker off and presses the phone to his ear. There is no need for all of us to be involved in this conversation anymore.
There is no emergency.
Just a stupid mistake.
Yilian walks away from us, lecturing Maddy intensely.
Maddy is an excellent employee, a hard worker and a reliable person. This is very out of character for him. But hey, everyone is human, and we all make mistakes sometimes. At least he’s safe, the truck is safe, and the problem has been solved.
“Okay, well, that was a waste of time,” Ark complains. He looks at his watch. I look at mine. That was ahugewaste of time.
“I’m heading out,” I comment, shaking my head in disbelief.
Luka glances towards Yilian, who is still pacing and lecturing. “I’ll wait for him. I think he needs a lift back anyway.”
“I’ll catch up with you guys later. Shout if you need anything.” I turn towards the exit.
“Have fun,” Ark smirks.
“What?”
“With whatever you are so keen to get back to—orwhomever,” he teases.
“Fuck off,” I say, shooting him a smile.
He’s still laughing when I walk away.
The gravel outside the warehouse makes a loud crunching sound beneath my feet as I walk towards the car.
For a moment, I contemplate phoning her. I can just check in, ask if everything at the office is alright.
