This chapter is dedicated to ashley_768 for being amazing and supportive.
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CHRISTIAN P. O.V
I had my I.T. tell me the location of those two arses. They're in prison serves them right.
I pull up to the jail house, and quickly run out of my car.
As I'm nearing the guard at the door stops me.
"Sir, I'm sorry you can't go in there without a I.D. you're going to have to let me see it." He said, without being sorry at all.
What's up with people saying I can't do things now a days.
"Do you not know who I am? I could end your life with just one phone call." I said seething.
"I'm pretty sure you can't...anyway what about that I.D. you either have it or you don't stop wasting my time." He laughed. He freaking LAUGHED. AT ME!!
"Oh, so you don't believe me. That's fine let me just make one phone call, and I'll put it on speaker just for you." I smirked evilly.
I dialed the number of a very important person and let it ring.
He finally answered.
"Hello, Mr. Montgomery. It's nice to hear from you after such a long time."
I looked at the guards face turn from amusement, to shock, to regret, and then my personal favorite fear.
"Hello, it's me I was wondering if you could fire someone for right quick." Did I mention he owns many prisons around the world.
"Sure, who is it and what location?" He asked.
I read the guys name plate displayed on his shirt. Bryan.
"His name is Bryan and the location here in New York." I grinned, watching this guys reactions was quite pleasing, if I do say so myself
"Okay I'll get right on it, anything else?" He asked once more.
"Nope, goodbye Walter. Have a nice day." I smiled and hung up the phone.
"So you were saying." I asked the guard named Bryan.
He just looked at me and smiled before answering, "I will get you back. It might not be today, or tomorrow. Just know I will take away what ever is dear to your heart." He venomously said. With that he turned on his heels and left.
I just sighed and went inside.
