C172 We’ll trace every lead

Rowan sat in the meeting room, his eyes scanned the files in front of him.

The faint tapping of his pen against the polished wood of the table was the only sound against Axel Stone pacing around the room and the constant beeping of his phone.

“Do you even care about the mess Raven has created for us just to marry Valerie?” Axel snapped, throwing his phone onto the table