MR. STORMWIND

"Faithful God!" I said looking at the tall glass building. "My dad works here?"

""Yup!" Alaine replied tugging me through the warm cold lobby, "And the Stormwind's co-owns the building."

I gasped, looking at the post surrounding. I knew the Stormwind's were rich. The building was up to 70 floors at most, made up of glass and stood proudly on a street called Blue street.

My dad had called some hours ago minutes after Ray dropped me off at the hotel we were staying, and asked me to come over that he wanted show me his office.

My dad worked here in New York, which was why he was never at home. But what I didn't know was that the building he worked in was owned by the Stormwind's.

Alaine had offered to drive me here since he knew his way around and I wasn't willing to ask Ray to drive me here either. He was stressed already as it seemed.

"There are several offices here." Alaine piped in as the elevator door opened and dozens of white peop