Damien
I sat in my seat, trying to focus on the file open in front of me, but I wasn't reading anything. My mind kept going back to Serena. I couldn't shake off the feeling that something wasn't right but I couldn't call her, at least not yet.
Across from me, Vanessa sat with her legs crossed, and the air she gave off was one of control and seeming victory—it pissed me off so much. Her men filled the row behind us.
She had made a proposition that left me in a position where I had to make a decision right there and then.
She said that following me back to Ardoria was going to be better for the both of us. She refused to give me Pedro's location and stood on the fact that it would give her the upper hand.
Once I get back, I'll contact George—he was my guy for finding people who were difficult to find.
