Burn Those Who Burned Me novel Chapter 170

Chapter 170

Kai’s POV:

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The helicopter flight from South Bay to North Bay was just over 40 minutes. A far cry difference than driving. We landed at one of my family ports and immediately got into the SUV. Ramone pulled out of the garage and headed straight for the restaurant we were set to meet Tyler’s informant at. He’d set up a meeting at a restaurant my family owned called Velta. Cameron booked one of the VIP rooms, we needed to make sure we had complete privacy. I wasn’t sure who this ‘mole‘ was, but I needed to make sure they could be trusted.

“We’ll be at our destination in 10 minutes sir.”

Ramone announce taking me out of my personal thoughts.

“I just received a text from my informant; she just arrived at the restaurant.”

She?

So, his informant was a woman.

I nodded at both men as we grew closer to our destination.

“So, are we going to interrogate this informant?”

Tyler let out a light chuckle. I’m sure for Doug and Parys this all seemed like something out of some

soap opera.

“No, she’s a willing informant. She actually came to us. Well…she came to your mom first.”

???????

What!!!

I stared at Tyler in disbelief.

“MY mom? What do you mean? Who is this lady??”

Before Tyler could answer, Ramone announced we’d just arrived at the restaurant.

We all stepped out of the car; as Ramone handed the keys to the valet, I looked around the area. It

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had been years since I’d been to North Bay. For some reason, I had an instant bad taste in my mouth. It was as if the hell Gracie went through was rooted into the air here making it unbearable to breath. I wanted this to be over as quickly as possible so that I could get back home.

Cameron had me put a medical face mask on so that no one would recognize me before entering the restaurant. As we made our way to the hostess table, a small man greeted us with a smile.

“Welcome to Velta, do you have a reservation.”

Cameron handed the host his phone so that he could verify the specialized reservation. The man’s face instantly lit up when he saw we’d booked the VIP room.

“Y–Yes! We’ve been expecting you and your party Mr. Lewis! One of your guests have already arrived. We sent her to the room already. Is that alright?”

“Yes, that’s fine. Thank you.”

The man smiled nervously as he led us to the VIP on the second floor.

As we all entered the room, Cameron thanked the host and provided him with a hefty tip.

“T–Thank you!!! Thank you so much!”

Everyone walked over to the table, the room was dim lit, but I could still see the middle aged woman sitting in the corner. She stared out of the window as everyone sat down. Even without makeup and expensive clothing, she was attractive. But there was a hardness to her face and the lines around her somber eyes told a 1000 tales. Maybe this would be tale 1001. Tyler and I walked over to her, she turned her head slowly; smiling while making eye contact. As she stood, she began to speak.

“Mr. Green, it’s a pleasure to see you again.”

Tyler shook the woman’s hand while exchanging greetings. She turned to me and smiled warmly.

“And you are?”

I took my mask off exposing my stern expression. Extending my hand, I replied.

“I’m Kai Christiansen; Graceland Teagues‘ fiancé.”

The woman’s eyes widen with shock. I wasn’t sure what Tyler told her, but he clearly hadn’t told her ‘I’ would be the one meeting her today.

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“K–Kai…Chris….how…I thought you…”

“As you can see, I’ve made a full recovery.”

“Yes…I can see that.”

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She stared at me with a shocked expression; Tyler cleared his throat to grab our attention.

“Kai…this is Zelma Fynch. The Rochesters‘ head maid.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing!!! Their head maid!! SHE was the one that exposed the

Rochesters? Why?

As if reading my mind, she smiled lightly.

“I’m sure you have a lot of questions Lord Christiansen. When you’re ready, I’d be happy to explain myself.”

I looked at Tyler who nodded his head in agreement. Trusting his judgement, I gestured for Zelma

Fynch to head to our table.

Doug and Parys stood up as she walked over.

“Ms. Fynch, this is Douglas Craimer and Parys Marquette.”

Her eyes widen once more, she’d clearly heard of each family. I understood her nervousness; she was

currently in the room some of the world’s most prominent and powerful families. There wasn’t much

House Christiansen couldn’t do or have access too. I’d hoped she understood the severity of the

situation.

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