“Lissa, I’m with Lacey right now,” he said, cutting me off. “She’s pretty shaken up, and I need to be here for her.”
I felt like my heart stopped. “Keaton, my life is in danger! I’m telling you—”
He sighed. “Look, I’ll check on you later, okay? I’m sure you can handle whatever’s going on.”
The line went dead. I stared at the phone, disbelief washing over me. My husband, my protector, the man I thought would move heaven and earth for me, had just told me that he was too busy keeping Lacey company to care that I was in danger.
I looked up, my hands shaking, and saw Viktor smirking at me. “Well, well, Mrs. Gebbert,” he said, his voice dripping with mockery. “It seems your beloved husband doesn’t care as much as you thought.”
I felt something break inside me, a searing pain that cut deeper than any wound. Keaton was choosing her over me.
Viktor’s men started closing in, their laughter echoing around the dimly lit room. “Maybe we should teach this one a lesson,” one of them sneered, his grin revealing a row of yellowed teeth. “Make sure Keaton learns not to mess with boss Viktor again.”