Game On

The cab stopped Mackenzie in front of Chase Axford's penthouse. She paid her fare and got down from the vehicle. Mackenzie stood in front of the over ten feet building made up of more glass than bricks, and closed her eyes to suck in a deep breath.

She was finally here, yet, she did not know how to feel about it. She would be meeting him, Chase, in only a matter of minutes.

What would she say to him?

She walked past his fleet of cars, taking note of his Cardillac and Lamborghini that stood with pride, mounted next to the Tesla she knew too well.

How would she look into his eyes and tell him the truth without getting lost in his piercing orbs?

An open door led to a long corridor, while an elevator door stood at the distal end of the hexagonal shaped room. Mackenzie did not need a soothsayer to tell her he lived here alone.

The house felt bare, lonely. Not even the exquisite art sculptures stationed at every end of the room could bring life to the bare white walls.

Mackenzie heav