Chapter 36

Devon cursed his father all the way home. The man had been an asshole about everything. Why had he been such a fucking prick? Devon just needed some information. Now, he would have to figure it out some other way to take down the bitch.

It took him more than a day to recover from having to travel amongst regular people. He wasn’t suited to being poor. At heart, he was rich and deserved first-class accommodations. In the regular area of the plane there were too many people and no alcohol. He needed to be drunk to be around normies. They were loud, and they brought kids with them. Dumb babies crying. Who thought it was a good idea to bring a baby on a plane? People should leave their kids at home.

When he finally made it to the office, agitation filled him. “Alissa, I need a favor.”

She followed him into the rom with his desk, gum clicking between her teeth. He hated women who chewed gum. She must have forgotten until he saw her slowly swallow something. At least that was gone.

“What kind of favor do ya need?”

God, she was stupid. Her Jersey accent pissed him off almost as much as gum. He never should have hired her. The only reason he kept her around was she never complained when he needed a blow job.

“I need information on that bitch, Nichole Benton. I need to know where she is.”

Alissa shrugged. “Sure. She lives in Chicago.”

His anger almost exploded. He knew she lived in Chicago, he needed to know where she was. “But is she there? Didn’t our man, the guy we hired to check on her, say he hadn’t seen her after New York? Like she didn’t go back there.”

Worry crossed Alissa’s face and he wanted to slap her for being so stupid. “Um, let me check with him. What do you want him to do if he finds her?”

Did he have to do everything? It was like Alissa knew nothing at all. How could he get anything accomplished when everyone around him was so dumb. “Nothing. He just needs to get me that information. If she’s there, I’ll get a flight out.”

Her eyes narrowed and she looked at him like he was stupid. “Are you sure?”

Anger rose, and he pounded the desk. “Yes. I’m positive. I need to get her, and I don’t need anyone else fucking this up.”

Maybe he’d revealed too much to Alissa., but she wasn’t the brightest woman he’d ever met. She gave halfway decent blowjobs, but that’s not what he needed right now. He needed to figure out where that Nichole woman was and get her.

Once he had Nichole, he would make her pay. She’d destroyed his family’s legacy, and she needed to apologize for that. He also wanted her to pay. It was past time to destroy her.

Nichole had fucked over his whole family, and now she was going to learn how it felt to be totally fucked over.