Useless

[Leo’s POV]

I sit alone in my office with my hands clasped in front of me while Jackson looks around in discomfort. It is clear from his demeanor that he knows exactly why I called him over so early, which was good since he had some explaining to do.

After watching my songbird sleep for most of the night, I decided that it was time to strengthen my attempts at getting rid of that blue-haired bastard that hung around her. So far, anyone who followed him was easily evaded or killed. How this shit could keep happening was beyond me, but if it continued, I was going to take matters into my own hands. However, I was willing to give Jackson one last chance.

“Well?” I begin, leaning forward. “Do you have something to tell me?”

At my words, Jackson’s expression shifts, but he quickly composes himself.

“I don’t quite..."

“Don’t play dumb,” I warn, reaching into the drawer beside me and pulling a knife. “I’m positive you know exactly why I’ve called you here.”

As I speak, I twirl the knife betw