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“I know you,” he says as he pulls away from the guard.
“If you do, then you’ll know why I am here,” I say.
He scoffs. “Don’t tell me he owes you too?”
I raise my brows. “Alyssa’s father?” he says as if trying to jog my memory. “Only heaven knows why he decided to go to people like you for money.”
“What do you mean?” I ask.
He scans my face. “I refuse to believe you’re clueless. Aren’t you here to get your money back like Giovanni and his rotten men?”
“His money back,” I mutter under my breath.
“Yes! Alyssa’s father owed Giovanni a lot of money, that’s why he took her as collateral. You’re here to do the same, aren’t you? Honestly, the family has nothing—”
His voice trails away, and my senses sharpen.
Alyssa wasn’t working for Giovanni; she was going to him, probably against her will. She isn’t his girl. She never was.
I look at Ray. “Who are you?” I ask.
“Alyssa asked me to look after her family when she was gone. She paid a decent sum, but with the amount of medication I get for her mother, I’ll be penniless soon,” he says, then he stops as if in self-reflection.
“Wait, why do you care? Aren’t you here to get your money?” he asks.
“I’m here to make sure my wife’s family is okay,” I say.
He looks at me wide-eyed, and then he chuckles.
“Are you like those gangsters with a weird sense of humor? What do you mean by wife?” he asks.
I sigh, “Alyssa must trust you, so I think I can trust you too. I’ll wire you two thousand dollars. Get them out of this house into a decent place. I’ll speak to you from there.”
I turn to my guard. “Send his details to me, and you stay put here until he receives the money and takes them to the new place.”
Ray gulps and looks at me in disbelief.
I see Laura’s head poking into the kitchen. I don’t have the heart to go in and see their mother. My guilt won’t let me. Instead, I wave at her, and she slowly waves back.
I walk outside, through the corridor swarming with vermin, and get into the car.
“Home, sir?” my driver asks, and I nod.
When I get home, I spend the rest of the day locked in my study, struggling with my thoughts and guilt.
My guard finally enters the study in the evening to give his report.
“He received the wire transfer, and he has relocated them,” he says.
I nod. “Look into new houses. I want them in a safe part of the city. If it’s closer to the hospital, that’s better,” I say.
“Yes, sir. One more thing. The mother has been admitted to the hospital. Her condition is severe,” he says.
“Visit the hospital tomorrow and get back to me about the bills,” I say.
He bows, turns to leave, and opens the door to see Alyssa standing there, as pale as a ghost.
He looks back at me, and I signal that it’s okay to go.
