Demetrius' POV
"Wait? I am not waiting for anything! We are going right now to find my wife and I will not wait a second longer." Alexander continued to delay, one procedure after another, if we weren't such good friends I would have already stormed out of that room, ignoring his professional advice.
"Dem you have no idea what you are getting into, if indeed Sophia is in the warehouse, I have no doubt that Fabio has guards lined up on every square inch of that perimeter, ordered to shoot any intruder that even enters the compound, especially you." I sighed, sitting back down, my original plan to break straight into the warehouse had completely dissolved.
"What do you suggest we do?" I asked.