Captivated Desires

21

The next day, Reign had dropped off the boys at his father's place earlier that morning, wanting to take care of some business matters. After ensuring that the boys were settled in and had everything they needed, he left, leaving them in the care of his dad.

As he walked into his office, he took a deep breath and focused on the tasks at hand. He had a lot of work to do, especially with the recent events in the business world and the constant pressure from competing organizations.

He sat down at his desk and started going through his emails and files, his mind slowly shifting into work mode. Despite the chaos in the outside world, he knew he had to remain focused and maintain his composure.

As he was going through some documents, his phone rang, breaking the silence in the office. He picked it up and checked the caller ID, seeing that it was Azar. Reign answered the call, his expression serious. "Azar, what's up?" he asked, his tone business-like but not unfriendly.

Azar's voice came through the phone, and he sounded serious. "I need to talk to you," he said bluntly. "It's important."

Reign raised an eyebrow slightly, feeling a sense of curiosity and concern at Azar's tone. "Alright," he replied, his voice firm. "I'm in my office right now. Can you come by?"

Azar confirmed he was on his way, and Reign ended the call. He leaned back in his chair, his mind running through potential reasons for Azar's request. He had a feeling it had to do with the business, but he wasn't sure what specifically.

He started organizing his desk, making sure everything was for Azar's arrival. He knew it wouldn't be wise to be caught off guard in any situation, especially when it came to business matters. After a few minutes, there was a knock on the office door. Reign called out, "Come in," his voice firm but friendly.

The door opened, and Azar walked in, his expression serious. He closed the door behind him and took a seat opposite Reign at the desk. Reign leaned forward, his expression focused on Azar. "What's going on?" he asked, his tone direct. "You said it was important."

Azar didn't beat around the bush. "There's been some murmurs among the other organizations," he stated, his voice grave. "They're speculating about something. Something that could potentially be a problem for us."

Reign's eyes narrowed at Azar's words, his hand clenching involuntarily. "What are they saying?" he asked, his voice tense. He was used to the constant speculation and rumours in the underworld, but something about this felt different.

Azar leaned forward, his gaze fixed on Reign. "There's a rumour going around that there's a mole within our organization," he said bluntly. "They're saying someone is leaking information to the other organizations."

Reign felt a tight knot form in his stomach at Azar's words. A mole in the organization was the last thing he needed. He had always taken great care to keep the inner workings of the family business tightly secured, but the possibility of a traitor among them was alarming.

He leaned back in his chair, his mind racing with thoughts. "Do we know who they're talking about?" he asked, his voice tense. "Any names being mentioned?"

Azar shook his head. "No, not yet," he replied. "But the rumours are growing, and they're spreading fast. We need to find out if there's any truth to it and eliminate the threat before it gets out of control."

Reign ran a frustrated hand through his hair, his jaw clenching. "This is bad," he muttered. "Real bad. We can't have someone leaking information to our rivals. It'll put us in a vulnerable position and make us look weak."

He leaned forward again, his expression hardened. "We need to figure this out," he said firmly. "We need to find out who's behind this and deal with them before it gets out of hand. I won't risk the family's safety or reputation over a traitor."

Azar nodded, his expression solemn. "I agree," he said. "We need to start looking into it immediately. We'll need to be careful and smart about how we approach this. If there truly is a mole, we can't let them know we're onto them until we have solid evidence."

Reign's mind was racing with ideas and plans. "I'll have my men start looking into it immediately," he said. "We need to be discreet and keep the investigation under wraps. The fewer people know about this, the better."

He looked at Azar, his expression determined. "Let's keep this between us for now," he said, his voice firm. "I don't want to cause panic among our men. We need to keep things as normal as possible while we investigate."

Azar nodded, his face showing understanding and agreement. "I'm with you on this, Reign," he said. "We'll find out what's going on, and we'll eliminate the threat. I'll keep an ear out for any further rumours and keep you informed."

Reign appreciated Azar's loyalty and dedication. "Good," he said, his voice steady. "Let's be careful, though. We don't want to tip off the potential mole before we're ready to catch them."

Azar stood up, his expression resolute. "Don't worry," he said, his voice full of determination. "We'll handle this efficiently and discreetly. The family's safety and reputation are our top priority."

Reign stood up as well, towering over Azar. "I trust you, Azar," he said firmly. "Keep me updated on any developments, no matter how small. We need to stay on top of this."

Azar nodded once more, his eyes meeting Reigns. "You got it, boss," he said confidently. "I won't let you down."

With that, Azar turned and left the office, leaving Reign alone with his thoughts. He sat back down behind his desk, his mind filled with plans and strategies to uncover the mole.

He took a deep breath and began organizing his thoughts. He knew he had to be careful and strategic in how he approached this situation. He couldn't afford any mistakes or missteps that could jeopardize the family's safety and reputation.