𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐒

Nineteen |Finding rats

•••ANGEL•••

I woke up in a empty bed on the plane. Where the fuck is she? I ran a hand through my hair to put my unorganized mess on head into more organized one. Fucking sleepy hair.

I heard muffled sounds of someone yelling from outside of a suit. I recognized Angelica's voice yelling something at someone in Italian so I went out of room where I found Angelica with phone to her ear and fury in her eyes.

"Cosa vuoi dire che non lo sai?!" she yelled into phone with looks that could kill. Shit someone is dead.
(Translation: what do you mean you don't know?!)

I had no fucking idea what she was saying but her accent was very sexy to say at least. Like she could yell at me anything now and I would just puddle down into submission with her accent filled sweet and raspy voice.

"Someone fucking stole from my fucking shipment and it was your job to keep it safe! So who's fault do you think is that Adriano?" Angelica asked someone who was if my ears heard right Adriano. Good luck Adriano.

I sat back on a leather couch and poured myself a whiskey. I wanted to know what was happening since I could maybe even help. If she will want my help.

"Listen to me Adriano. Call a meeting. I will be in Italy in like 3 hours I want everyone there. This was a private shipment. So we must have a rat there. While I'm on plane go through everyone's files that were working on this shipment I want every information you can find on them. Capito?" She gave him quick instructions. Fuck I love when she is bossy.
(Translation: understand?)

"Good. Bye." She said her final words and exhaled, calming herself down she then came towards me and sat next me, grabbing my drink out of my hand. She gulped it down and gave me back a empty glass.

"That bad?" I asked curious on what happened. I knew from little that I heard but I wanted to know more.

"Aren't you a curious one?" Angelica asked me teasingly with her usual smirk. Fuck me.

"Well I would like to know why the fuck were you yelling at someone through phone in both English and Italian." I said trying to play off my curiosity for her well being.

"Someone stole my shipment. It was a private shipment that just my most trusted man knew about so that's why I'm mad because that means we have a rat between us. And that's not fucking good. Shipments are fucking itself up a lot but for last 2 months they were stolen or burned down, almost all of them." She explained and I nodded along listening to her.

I understood her situation cause it happened to me a lot too these past few months and it was all because of that son of a bitch Nikolai.

"Can I help somehow?" I asked her looking at her as her eyes soften a little.

"Yeah you can help me kill that bastardo that is giving informations away." She said casually with sweet smile. I like her type of thinking.

She stood up and went back to bedroom. I followed behind her as she lay down and pulled out her notebook, looking into files that Adriano was supposed to send.

"How long have you been up?" I asked quietly not wanting to disturb her. These shits gives headaches.

"2 hours." She answered as she was typing down things.

And she didn't wake me? I appreciate that but I would want to be awake with her, then feel guilty because of her dealing with things alone.

"Go to sleep if someone will call I will try to take care of it I've been in the same business as long as you." I said as I took the notebook out of her lap.