C11 Chapter

ALAN

Two weeks later.

“It’s past nine already, why isn’t she here?” I asked my chief of staff. Stella.

“She locked her doors, sir.”

“Then use the keys”.

“With a table sir?”

I scoffed, she was something else, I think back to when she blurted out how she felt. Watching people break has always been something that I loved but with her? It’s the opposite