The Lost One

Chapter 26 ~ Warehouse

Christian's POV:
I had just dropped Aria of for the second time. We had gone to eat at some chicken place since she was feeling simple for lunch. Now I was on my way to my other business. Not the apartment complex. This place is where I make most of my money from. Thanks to drugs.
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"GET FUCKING TOM IN HERE!" I scream at Shawn. I was in my office trying to get my other assistant in here. Since Eduardo wasn't here, he'd have to do. Shawn was just some storage boy.

"I'm sorry, sir. I-who is Tom?" He asks me. "Kid are you new here or are you just an idiot?" I ask and straighten up from my desk, tilting my head as I ask the question.

"I'm new" he says. His voice was shaky and Aria wouldn't appreciate me talking to anyone like this. She'd kill me, but people are idiots. I know she'd agree with that.

"Leave" I say and stand. I go to the main room pissed off.

"TOM!" I yell "yes sir?" He says as he's putting a shipment in the van. "Want to tell me why Liam is fucking telling me that a singular shipment has gone, missing?" I ask, looking down at him.

Tom and me had done business before, earlier this year. Well not me and him, me and Rock, his old boss. Which I fortunately killed. He was the one that set up the plan on hurting Lena. Tom then begging me not to kill him, and I didn't since I didn't see no point in doing so. He hadn't done anything wrong, so since then he's been here.

"Sir, I, I'll recount every single one" he says frightened. "Good, remember it's either your head or Liam's if one of you is lying to me" I say and sit down on a bucket. Waiting.

"Tom what the fuck are you doing! Count!" I yell and gesture. He does it immediately and I watch as he counts every bag in every box.
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"Sir everything is there. We're ready to go" Tom says after finishing his count. "Leave" I say annoyed and stand up from where I was sitting. I go find Liam who was in the factory.
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"Liam!" I say a force a smile. "Sir. Was it found or do you need another one?" He asks happily. "No Liam it wasn't found, because it was never fucking missing" I say and glare at him. Aria. Aria. Aria.

"Sir, I'm sorry! I thought there was one! I must have miscounted! I'm sorry. Forgive me! I won't do it again!" He pleads. I chuckle. "Liam, Liam, Liam" I say and force a smile. "It is just fine" I say and continue my smile. "Really?" Liam asks relived. "Yes! It's just going to cause you a few punches" I say and hit his gut.

He bends forward immediately, gasping for air and I hit him a couple more times. I then grab his hair and my other workers look at me and him. "If you don't want to end up like Liam over here. Don't make me walk for nothing. Count my shipments and baggage them! It's not fucking difficult. Also,
re-count everything at least five times before you come to me with any damn problems. I'd count everything myself but, as you all know. I'm the boss, so, I won't" I say and smile then shove Liam forward. He catches his balance and I leave the room.

I head back to my office and sit in there as I watch every part of the warehouse through the cameras, making sure no one is messing anything up. My phone dings. Aria.

Pretty Girl: Thank you for lunch once again. It was great. So was breakfast, and also thank you for dropping me off. I'll see you later!

Me: No need to thank me, it was just food, and it's the least I could do after lunch and breakfast. Text me twenty minutes before you're off of work. Have a good day.

Then there was no reply.
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"It's been dropped off. Can we head home" Tom asks me "go ahead. Come in early tomorrow. Eduardo is coming back" I say and spin in my chair. "Yes sir" he says and leaves my office. I sit in there for another two hours trying not to drown myself in the thoughts of Aria.

The door opens. "Christian what the hell are you doing?" Eduardo says and chuckles then sets his phone on my desk. "Hey, didn't think you'd be back today?" I say and stand up "got tired, so I'm back" he says and pours himself whiskey in a glass then sits on the armchair, the way he always sat. Manspreading.

Eduardo and me met through my father. We met when I was fifteen on my sixteenth birthday. I was at my fathers business and Eduardo walked in, scared, cold, drenched. Gun's were pointed to him immediately but I forced them to put them down. My father looked at me as helped him, thinking I was weak for helping him. So later that night he punched me, over and over until I had passed out and ever since then I hadn't been nice, to anyone. Anyone except my mother, Lena, Mireya in the beginning of our relationship and Aria.

"I can understand that" I say and grab the whiskey and pour myself a glass I lean on my desk.

"So, how'd it go?" I ask "well. Good. Like always. You know. The fuckers always do the same shit" he says. I raise my eyebrows and chuckle. "Yeah" I say and drink. "What's with the suit?" Eduardo asks and grins.

"Business, and important things after I leave this shit hole" I say "important things like what? Dealing with your piece of shit father again?" Eduardo says and chuckles "yes" I say and lie. I don't want him to know about Aria yet.

"Damn Christian. Why don't you just get rid of him?" He asks "yeah like I fucking can Eduardo?" I say annoyed and sip from my glass. "You can, you wanted to not long ago and almost went through with it. Something's holding you back now. What is it?" He asks me and squint is his eyes "my mom and Lena. He still means something to them" I say and lie.

"That didn't stop you from almost wanting to kill him yourself just last month" he says. It's Aria you dipshit.

"I met a girl. Named Kristen. She's nice. I like her" I say and cringe at myself for talking about another woman to him when she doesn't even exist to me.

"A woman? Christian, you know you fucking can't! YOU'RE TOO DEEP INTO THIS SHIT TO BE TAKING CARE OF SOME BITCH!" He screams angrily and stands up then approaches me.

"SHE'S NOT SOME FUCKING BITCH! LEAVE MY FUCKING OFFICE NOW!" I scream back and push him out of my office.

Some bitch? Aria is the sweetest, prettiest, most precious girl I've ever met. Mireya was the girl he's talking about.

"CHRISTIAN OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!" He yells through. I turn around from where I was walking to, back to my desk, and open the door. "WHAT!" I yell "LISTEN TO ME YOU FUCKER! YOU CAN'T BE WITH A GIRL! YOU HAVE A BUSINESS TO TAKE CARE OF! YOU'VE KILLED PEOPLE! YOU DEAL WITH DRUGS! YOU HAVE ESCAPED CRIMINALS WORKING FOR YOU! CHRISTIAN IF SHE FIGURES SOMETHING OUT AND TELL'S SOMEONE, YOU'LL BE IN JAIL FOR THE REST OF YOUR GODDAMN LIFE!" He screams, grabbing me by my collar and pushing me aggressively to the wall. I shove him off of me now pissed.

"HOW THE HELL ARE YOU GOING TO TELL ME HOW TO LIVE MY FUCKING LIFE WHEN YOU HAVE A WIFE THAT YOU DON'T EVEN CARE FOR, OR LOVE, AND HAVE KIDS WITH HER AT YOUR DAMN HOUSE!" I scream back. "YOU KEEP MY FAMILY OUT OF THIS! I'M NOT THAT DEEP INTO SHIT AS YOU ARE ROMANO! FIX IT NOW!" He screams and shoves me one more time against the wall. I stand there for a couple of seconds angrily then take my gun from my waist and shoot his leg.

He falls to the ground and I walk to him and squat down. He was sweating. "You ever tell me what the fuck to do again in my life besides business. It won't be a gun or your leg next time" I say and put my thumb into his wound, twisting and turning the muscle wrapped around my thumb. He screams and just then I leave him. I put my gun back and walk to the main room. "Tom! Go help Eduardo in my office!" I say and take a napkin from the table and wipe my thumb off. Time to go see my pretty girl.