The Older Man Part II

Chapter 16

You Just Woke The Sleeping Giant

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VINCENT'S POINT OF VIEW

I tried my best to remain calm and not allow my anger to overwhelm me, but I was livid.

I've had my fair share of dark moments in life where my anger was an ally; after hearing what happened to Cheyenne, my anger and I became closer than we ever had.

While Cheyenne laid in my arms, I pressed soft kisses to her head in an attempt to comfort her.

She cried into my neck and fisted my shirt tightly. She clung to me as if she didn't want to let go. I could feel her tears beginning to fall onto my shirt, staining it with wet spots. I didn't even care.

My mind was focused on two things in the moment after Cheyenne confessed what happened to her: comforting her as best as I could, and how I could make that piece of shit suffer for what he put her through.

We laid in bed for what felt like hours. She was on top of me with her head buried in the crook of my neck, and I wrapped both of my arms tightly around her, holding her as close to me as physically possible.

Once I heard the sound of soft breathing and the occasional sleepy moan, I knew Cheyenne had fallen asleep.

I situated myself out from underneath her. I was careful not to wake her up. I knew how long it must've been since she had a genuinely good night's rest and I didn't want to do anything that would jeopardize that for her.

After grabbing the throw blanket from atop the bench we had at the foot of our bed, I unfolded it and gently draped it over Cheyenne's sleeping body.

She fidgeted a little but stayed asleep.

Before I left our bedroom, I pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Don't worry, baby. I'll be back soon," I whispered as if she could hear me.

With that, I left the room and headed for the front door of the condo.

I would've stayed laying with her for as long as she wanted, but I had too much animosity boiling inside of me that yearned for release. I had to handle that little boy.

I was well aware that there would be consequences for me to pay after I did what I was currently planning, but I didn't care.

Adrian was a punk who thought he was able to do whatever he wanted and get away with it. He was about to learn differently, I thought to myself.

I thought about who I could go to to find out where Adrian was. All I needed was an address. I didn't care how far it was. If I got to see that asshole and beat him into the ground, then it'd be worth it.

As I pondered the best way to go about this, I had a thought enter my mind. Elijah!

He worked at Evans & Partners for years, just like Adrian. If anyone knew where I could find him, it would be him. Plus, he had become a close friend since Cheyenne began working there. He wouldn't hesitate to help me out, especially given the circumstances.

Elijah and Cheyenne were like brother and sister. He was like me in the sense that he would do anything to keep her safe.

It didn't take me long to get to Evans & Partners. Judging by how empty the parking lot was, I assumed most of the employees had already left work. Since Elijah was the security guard, he would be one of the last people to leave. It was safe to say he was still there.