Zach's POV.
After the girls left upset and with their free drinks that Mike so graciously bought for them. We were finally allowed to get down to business.
"Sorry about that boss. I guess I got a little too excited after being on the battlefield for so long." He said with a sad faraway look in his eyes.
He was very clearly trying to draw sympathy from me, too bad it wasn't working.
I think.
"So, what do you have for me." I said not wanting to fall for his tricks.
"Tch yea here just take it." He handed me an orange envelope with a scoff.
It had whatever information and new mission statistics that I needed. Which led me to wonder why we needed to meet at a club in the first place.
"Okay I will." I said moving as if I was going to kill him.
In a joking manner of course.
"Woah, woah stop please!" He pleaded and I smiled at him.
"Thanks for the information. Enjoy the girls." I said moving out of the booth and pointing to the girls from earlier that were still giving googly eyes to Mike.
"Hehe I will." He said with a happy smirk on his face as the girls started moving back towards our table.
I quickly made my exit not wanting to be in contact with them any longer.
However, as I was making my way towards the club's exit a familiar sight crossed my eyes and I couldn't help but sigh at my horrible luck tonight. It was my beautiful wife Eve all dressed up in a club outfit. Though it was a lot more tasteful than what everyone else was wearing.
I was very happy to see her though a part of me knew that I was screwed since I never said anything about me being at a club. I made it sound like I was already at home when she sent the text message.
I wasn't sure if I should hide away and try to sneak out or to go and act like I surprised her. However how would I explain where I knew where she was.
That was when I noticed that some random guy was already trying to hit on her and grind on her, right as she entered the club.
That really pissed me off and I found myself moving without any other thought than to stop this piece of shit from touching what belonged to me.
I was seeing red. Nothing else mattered than getting to her. before I knew it I had reached and forcibly grabbed the man's hand with considerable strength.
"Let go of her." I said in a low threatening voice.
The look of shock on Eve's face told me that she was very surprised to see me here, but when it softened a bit, I knew that she was grateful for my help. Even though she most likely didn't need it, she could take care of herself.
"What, dude get your hands off me!" He yelled though no one could really hear him over the loud music. He tried to rip his hand away, but my grip was too strong.
"Z-Zach what are you doing here." Eve asked in a surprised voice.
My hard threatening face immediately softened, my grip releasing a bit allowing the man to break free as I looked down at her.
"Sorry love I was here on business. I should have told you." I said as everything seemed to slow down around us as we stared into each other's eyes.
Little did I know that the man that was trying to grope Eve was a trap sent by a person that I honestly should have just fucking killed already.
James Williams.