Haven

Twenty

~Emiliano POV ~

" Alvarez speaking."

" Mr Alvarez I'm calling to confirm the arrival of the last container at our harbor."

"I see, I'll send someone over in the morning," I said checking my watch for the time, 11:47 pm.

"Noted. It's a pleasure doing business with you Mr Alvarez. ". It was almost midnight and I hadn't even finalized going through half of my paperwork. I  had a hand full as a partner and shareholder of Anders Connect. I was pleased to see that ever since I joined the business, it was doing better, I wasn't only in it for the money, I also wanted to see the business succeed. On the other hand, my phone kept on ringing every five minutes. I poured myself a glass of wine to help with the stress, it was probably unhealthy to have a drink at this hour, not that I knew, but I needed something to keep me up. I signed a few more signatures when my phone rang again.

"Hello," I dropped my formalities since it was Thiago calling. I hardly received any calls from him and never at this hour either. I couldn't help but wonder why he was calling.

"What the hell, Emiliano?" he said furiously raising his voice and I flinched.

What in the world?

" You only had one job Emiliano, one job."

" Forgive me brother, as I seem to be lost as to why you are calling me in the middle of the night and speaking to me vacuously. "

I heard him let out a heavy breath before he spoke again.

"I want you to tell me why Graciella sent me a video of her in a club at this hour. "

I raised my eyebrow at what he said. I knew she and her friends were having a party or something and that's what I knew, that she was with her friends. Her three friends. She promised she wouldn't leave the house until everything was cleared out. I should have known better.

"Emiliano? Answer me. "

I rubbed my eyes. I was too tired for this.

"Quite frankly Thiago I don't see how any of this is my business. " At that point I just wanted the phone call to end.

"Are you high on something? You're supposed to be watching her. "

"Graciella is a twenty-two-year-old woman. She can do as she pleases. " And unfortunately she knows that too.

"Cut the crap Emiliano, find her and bring her back now," he said and hang up the phone immediately.

I put my phone down and drained my cup of its contents before getting up from my seat and taking my car keys with me. As I walked along the hallway I stopped at the door that lead to Dmitry's private office. I was aware he was still here at this hour. Only Dmitry worked until this hour.

"Dmitry," I said opening his door.

"Sup boss," he said casually and turned away from his laptop. I couldn't help but notice his office was a mess.

"Let's go," I said tossing him one of my car keys.

"Where?"

"To find Graciella and her drunk friends. "

"What?" he asked seemingly amused.

"Come on, I'll explain on the way.

By one in the morning, we had been to four clubs and going to the fifth. I was not a club person so I let Dmitry suggest where to go next and I drove behind him.

"Well if she's not here then she's not in the city," he said when we stopped at another club.

"She better be," I rubbed my arms with my hands. It was freezing and the attire I had in didn't help at all. " Let's go, I have to be at the office in the morning. "