Fifty Five

"Amanda."

I walked over to the counter and took my coffee while thanking the waitress. The weather in New York was quite calm this morning, no more snow and no obstacles keeping people from going to work.

I exited the little cafe after getting my coffee and I got into my car to continue my journey to Rhysand del Millero's home. Yeah, my fucking boss messaged me this morning to come over to his place. Not in his penthouse, but towards the mansion that looks like a castle. The one I went to when I was with Jordan because of their grandpa's party. The house bears witness to the monk's where I first learned that he was Jordan's cousin.

I threw the thought out of my head, and focused on the road in front of me. The commute a bit away from my apartment and the slippery roads should keep me focused, well so does the Taylor Swift song playing on the online music player in my car.

Fifteen minutes later I entered the beautiful BlueStone area with the remnants of the remaining snow in the bea