GUNSHOT ➪ Zayn

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Chapter 62 what else did you forget to mention?

Alyssa and Selena had ordered Chinese noodles:
'You wanna ask your dad to join us?' Aly asked.
'I don't want to spend the night hearing about how stupid I am, okay?'
'He does not think of you like that!'
'Alyssa, I just wanna be with my best friend tonight, nothing more, nothing less.'
Alyssa nodded. Tonight was not the night of reconciliation for anyone.

Down in the bar, Zayn, James and Mike were randomly chatting.
'Selena has been weird for the whole week. Do you know if she's okay? She ignores my calls and everything.' Mike started.
'She didn't tell you?' Zayn laughed.
'No?'
'That's awkward....' James sighed.
'Holy shit, what did you do?' Mike laughed.
'I...'
'Malik?' A voice behind them called the young man.
'The only left!' Zayn replied in a too friendly tone.
Seeing Spoon's look, he cleared his throat: 'Sorry, that was not funny.'
'Yeah, huh, whatever. Scott told me the both of you discussed your dad.' The boss said.
'Yeah, we did.' Zayn stated.
'Have you read the file?'
'Partly did.'
'Partly?' Spoon nervously chuckled. 'So you've been busting my balls for months with that to read it partly?'
'With all due respect, sir, I figured out an impostor was in the bunker, I freed Scott, and I had to save Alyssa, so no, I didn't have time to read the whole file.'
The boss raised his eyes to heaven and sat next to James.
'What were you talking about?' He asked, knowing what their answer would be.
'Nothing important... That was personal stuff.' James stated.
'Personal stuff you're saying?' He laughed.
'Yeah... nothing significant.' Mike insisted.
'I'm not talking to you, Mike.' Spoon said, raising his hand in front of his employee's face.
'What kind of personal stuff?' He continued.
'Just...'
'No, you know what? I already know what you were talking about!' He laughed.
Spoon was weird. Something was wrong. The three guys felt it. One of them was going to have a hard time.
'What?' Zayn confusedly demanded.
'You were talking about how are you fucking cheated on my girl?' He ironically smiled.
'Your girl?' James repeated.
'Zayn, Mike, get out of here. I have to talk with James in private.' He ordered.
'But we...'
'No, you don't get it. I'm the boss; I give the order, so if I'm asking you to get out, either you do it either you're dead. Is that clear?' Spoon threatened them.
'Sorry.' The both mouthed to James before leaving the room.

The two men left were now out of the empty bar.
'If it lasts more than 5 minutes, you'll call Aly, so she tells Selena to calm him down.' Mike said.
'Mike, neither Selena nor Alyssa will answer my calls.' Zayn reminded.
'Fuck, I tend to forget how much of an asshole you are sometimes.'
'I had to keep her out of that!' Zayn defended himself.
'there was a thousand ways to keep her out of it.' Mike added.
'That's not the fucking point, mike! Spoon's going to kill him, probably literally. You have to call Selena.'

'Carolina Dick sucker son, I've heard. She looks fine.' Spoon told James, caressing the top of his whiskey glass.
'Sir, I'm sorry, I'm kind of confused right now.' James uttered.
'And were you confused when you fucked this bitch while Selena was still at the hospital? How could a real man do such a thing?'
'I apologized, and nothing will ever erase my mistake, but she lied to me for months.'
'That's your excuse?' the boss laughed.
'No, it is my motive.' James clenched his jaw.

Danilo felt his heart beating faster and faster. Anger was boiling. The audacity his employee had right now was the worst thing James could've done.
All of a sudden, he grabbed the young guy's shirt:
'Repeat that as you look at me straight in the eye, chico.'
'It was my motive.' James smiled.
How dare he provoke him, after all, he did to protect him, to give him a better life. How could he make the person he loved most in the world suffer without feeling guilty.
James had crossed the line, and spoon had nothing left to fear.
James had the honor to taste the delicious right hook of his boss for the first time in his life.
It had been several years since the boss had put on such a thump.
'i won't do you the honor of firing you or killing you. I'm just going to make you regret making my daughter cry.'
'Your daughter?' James asked, caressing his jaw.
'If you hurt her, I'll hurt you. that's how we're working.'
'i thought you and your daughter were on bad terms.'
'oh, kid, we are! which is why I'm gonna do the opposite of what she'd wants me to do.' He smiled