Chapter Thirty-Five
"Ahmet, hear me out. I don't know why I'm calling to tell you this man. I still haven't forgiven you, okay?" Grey's voice ticked a nerve in his system.
He wasn't on great terms with him either. Grey and he were meant to be great friends. Grey, Markus, and himself. Grey, on the other hand, accused him of hiding the lady he wanted to marry away from him. A great deal of Mafias were one-woman men, but the others were, well, beasts. They were all animals, but at least some were not bastards.
Grey's woman was a young Assassin but his father didn't want him ending up with her.
Whatever the reason was, Ahmet only cared when they were friends. Not anymore.
Rachel and Grey were only nineteen and twenty-one, and always glued to each other but she came to Ahmet's doorstep one day begging him to help her forget about him.
Loyalty was important to him just as much as it was to every other man. He told her no. He had thought about Grey and his feelings. His conscience wouldn't have let him do it. It was funny when he could swear he didn't have a conscience. Yet he had one that night.
Rachel had told him Grey's father killed her grandmother as a warning to stay away from his son. Fearing for their unborn child, she fled. She had him swear he'd never tell anyone, including Grey. If he had touched her, Rachel would've pinned the child on him but he didn't blame her for that.
However, Grey discovered that he had paid for her plane tickets to leave the country. He implored him to reveal where he was hiding her, but he refused to break his promise.
Was Grey doing this so he could tell him where his long-lost girlfriend was hiding? What possibly could be important that Grey of all people would call him around this time to warn him? His men are always on the alert for any danger.
"I don't care about what you have to say," he told him uninterested. Grey was not even someone to betray people easily so what was he going to tell him? He convinced himself and was about to hang up.
The man on the other side of the phone quickly added. "It's about Asli." That got his attention. His eyes jerked forward and his foot stomped the brake pedal. The tires let out a sharp squeal as the pedal crashed down.
"I know you are hiding Ri for a reason. I know you would've told me if she were no more. I guess after her grandmother's death, she needed space. And as my friend you helped her. That was thirteen years ago. I…"
"What about Asli?" Ahmet snapped. If he was going to use that information to bargain, he had another thing coming.
"Maxwell and two of them are planning something against her. I didn't really hear it but I heard water, use, and submission."
He repeated the words in his head to make meanings out of them. Nothing was coming to mind.
"Can you find out what they are planning?"
"They are not my friends and you know they won't let me join their meeting if I wasn't a part of their circle."
"I don't care. Just find me some damn answers." Ahmet yelled, his urgency and fear oozed from his tone.
"I don't owe you anything. I don't work for you. Find out for yourself." Grey also shot back.
"Is this about Rachel?" He didn't care about his girlfriend anymore. If he wanted him to break his promise to save Asli, he would.
Maxwell was an evil man and though he could take revenge on him, the harm would've been done already.
"No," Grey said and went quiet.
"Oh yes, it is. You blame me for hiding her, yet it was she who fled from you. Have you wondered why she never wanted to come back or wondered why she hadn't contacted you till now? Or is it also my fault? If anything happens to Asli, I'll burn you all alive. I will include you because you failed to get me information."
"That's your woman. Do the dirty work yourself. Go and beat the information from them. I want you to burn with anxiety and helplessness just as much as I do every single day." Grey hadn't called to threaten him. He had seen how Ahmet glanced her way with different eyes. Soft ones during the meeting.
The way his eyes glowed as the other members shifted with fear in their seats when she arrived and spoke. He knew what those feelings Ahmet was feeling were.
But having him still deny him what he has always wanted to know, reignited the anger in him.
"I promised Rachel I wouldn't tell you." Ahmet finally told. His voice sounded broken.
"I was young. Even if I did anything wrong, don't you think I have paid for it enough? I just…" Grey tried to get him to tell him.
"Grey… if anything happens to her…" Ahmet could barely let the words out.