Gavril
I was f*****g furious underneath my cool facade. I knew I couldn’t kill the little man before me, but I wanted to snap his f*****g neck for even coming to my house and attempting to garner information.
He looked over at Naomi once more before tucking the paper back into the folder he had been carrying. “Well, I will bid you all a good night.”
“I will walk you out,” I told him.
He nodded and I walked him to the door, ensuring that he got back into the car he had come in before shutting it firmly behind him.
Fuck.
My mother was waiting in the receiving room when I made my way back, along with a pale-faced Naomi.
“Bed,” she commanded my wife. “I need a word with my son.”
A word. She wanted a word?
She was going to get a f*****g word from me. I walked over to Naomi, took her ha
