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Chapter 534
Chapter 534:
Alycia’s broken sobs at the grave echoed through his skull, inescapable and suffocating. They were the chain that dragged his hand toward the door handle.
He pushed the heavy door open.
His lead bodyguard stepped forward instantly, snapping open a large black umbrella. Cole shoved the man’s arm aside without breaking his stride and walked out into the downpour. The freezing rain soaked through the shoulders of his bespoke suit within seconds. He didn’t notice. The cold outside was nothing compared to the resistance tearing at him from within.
He crossed the wet asphalt. With every step, the dark, volatile anger building in his chest grew heavier.
He pushed through the revolving door.
He brought the storm in with him — and something worse than the storm. The narrow, poorly lit lobby seemed to shrink under the weight of his presence. The concierge behind the front desk had been reading a tabloid. He startled violently at the sight of the soaking wet billionaire and the wall of suited men behind him, and scrambled to his feet.
Cole walked straight to the counter.
“Unit 4B. June Erickson,” he said, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. “Call her. Tell her to come down p>
The concierge swallowed and typed quickly into his old desktop. His frown came a moment later. He looked up, eyes wide.
“Sir, that tenant has moved out p>
The words hit Cole like a fist to the sternum. His breathing stopped.
𝘗𝗼𝗉𝗎lаr st𝗈𝘳𝘪e𝘀 𝗼𝗇
“That is impossible,” he said, leaning over the counter, his voice dropping to something barely controlled. “She just moved in p>
The concierge shrank back against the wall behind him.
“I’m sorry, sir. Ms. Erickson completed all her move-out procedures two days ago. She is gone p>
Cole brought both hands down onto the marble counter with a crack that rang through the lobby like a gunshot.
“Where did she go?!” The veins along his neck pushed against his wet collar.
The concierge stumbled backward, one hand drifting toward the panic button beneath the desk.
“That is tenant privacy — I can’t tell you that p>
Cole’s executive assistant stepped forward smoothly from behind the group, leaned over the counter, and lowered his voice to a register of quiet, absolute menace. “My employer is Cole Compton. Mr. Compton is one of the primary investors in the holding company that owns this building. Your career — and your manager’s — depends entirely on the decision you make in the next five seconds p>
The concierge looked from one man to the next. The hesitation lasted only a moment.
He leaned forward and dropped his voice to barely above a whisper.
“She didn’t arrange it herself. A top-tier lawyer came and handled all the paperwork on her behalf p>
Cole’s jaw tightened almost imperceptibly.
“The lawyer brought a full professional moving crew,” the concierge continued. “They booked the freight elevator for the entire morning. It was a substantial operation p>
Top-tier lawyer.
The phrase detonated inside Cole’s mind. Easton Hahn’s perfectly tailored suits and his smooth, practiced smile materialized immediately behind his eyes.