With the car cruising at a speed far beyond the limit, Anton wasn’t concerned in the least about being pulled over by highway patrol. After hanging up on his wife, he’d all but turned silent again. There were no other noises he wanted to hear other than her voice, just to say she was safe, but even that couldn’t be afforded then. With no one else traveling in the car with him, Anton was left to his own thoughts. The tears that had fallen on his cheeks were long dried, now. The slow building rage bubbling like a rolling boil inside his stomach only grew in size and strength with every passing second. Even his skin seemed to crawl with his fury. How fucking dare Joe? How dare he betray his Bratva, his boss, and his life like he had? Joe’s disloyalty would go far beyond just Viviana and Anton. In effect, it would affect his entire brotherhood.
