Pauly’s POV

“Where the hell is she, Pauly?” Marcell appeared from nowhere like a wraith on the fourteenth floor of the law firm.

“She’s in her office.” I quietly replied.

“Wait for us by the elevator.”

“She’s not alone, boss.”

Marcell stiffened before he calmly walked the short little distance between my office and hers. My loyalty was split. I would go to the grave for Olivia, and I would step in front of a bullet for Marcell ...