C26 CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE

Vincent pov

I don't think my life could get any worse than it is right now. I hang up on Allison and toss my phone on the desk as Enya enters my office with a plate of food in hand. I know I should hate her; I should despise her and let her rot in the cells. I need to start asking questions and find out what the Alliance is planning, but I can't. The spark of excitement dancing in her eyes