POV Drake.
I pull out my phone and dial the secretary's number.
"Sandy?"
"Sir? "
"I want you to do some research for me about a Mr. Walters. "
"Walters? Can you give me more details?"
"He's a real estate owner, he has a building here in Sydney from what I know, I don't know if he has any others but the one I'm sending you a picture of the one I'm interested in. I need information, his phone number and address, his offices if he has any. "
"Very well sir. "
"Good night Sandy."
I hang up and put my phone in my pocket, I continue down the stairs without saying anything. Then I get to the front of the car and get in, I'm not sure what I'm going to do, but there's no way she's going to be out on the street. Especially not when I have the means to prevent it. I start the car and head for home. I park my car in the parking lot and go up to my apartment. I take off my jacket and go to the bedroom.
I think about her reaction earlier when I asked her to kiss me, she did, she didn't hes
