" What do you mean by they are back?" I ask.

Gray sits close to me on the bed and brush my hair off my face.

" I don't want you to bother about the Mafia. I'll handle it." He tells me. I shake my head and cup his cheek.

" Gray , tell me what's going on. We're together on this and it's my duty to also look out for you." 

He smiles and wraps both his hands on my hands that cup his cheek. He removes it from his cheek and kisses my knuckles.

" A drug trade gone wrong. The Russians ambushed my men and took my...