Chapter 123 Son Of A B

• The tension in the SUV was almost suffocating. Adriano sat in the front passenger seat, his jaw tight, one hand clenched into a fist on his lap. That was the only thing he could do to keep from barking orders at the driver. Every second that ticked by felt like an eternity. The drive was taking too long. His mind kept racing with the thought that Serena could be dead or the men could have finished with the warehouse and left. And every one of those images only stoked the fire in his chest.
• "How much longer?" Adriano grunted.
• Dimitri, who sat behind him monitoring the comms, flicked his eyes to the GPS tracker on his tablet. "We are three minutes out, Boss," he said.