As we walk, my eyes scan the crowd. I don’t see Kreshnik anywhere, but I’m not surprised. He’ll reveal himself only when he is good and ready.
Unless I find him first.
“Timofey, I don’t want to call security, but—”
“f**k you. Of course you want to call security on me. It’s the only way you would ever be able to personally escort me from the premises. You sure as hell aren’t capable of doing it yourself. You couldn’t move me an inch to the left if your miserable f*****g life depended on it.”
Manuel adjusts the cuff of his shirt. “I don’t want to call security, but if you are here to f**k up this event, then—”
“Then what?” I snap, turning to tower over Manuel. “I’ll no longer be CEO? You saw to that already. And you’ll live to regret it. You’ll live to regret interrupting me now, too. B
