*Esmé’s POV*
One week later
All week we watched footage of the mother fūcker, watching his every move as we laid low. We didn’t receive any more boxes. Everything was calm and serene, but you know what they say ‘There is the calm before the storm’. That is precisely what was going on. The storm was going to come, and it would be huge. I am tired of feeling defenseless.
We are currently standing in the middle of the warehouse that we bought. The custom firearms from Caputo had arrived, and we were checking all of the shipments and ensuring quality. I am not saying that Caputo didn’t know his shīt, but we still needed to check it just in case. I was happy to confirm that he delivered as promised.
In just a short week, so much has changed. Somehow Mason and I grew a bit closer than bef
