Chapter 37

Greg stepped onto the chameleon’s floor and wondered whether he’d entered the wrong place. When the mavericks mentioned the chameleons’ workfloors had an interior equivalent of some of the most exquisite hotels they’d seen or broken into, Greg simply assumed his followers just hadn’t seen enough exquisite hotels.

Being here now, he wondered if he’d seen enough exquisite hotels. The place was a far cry from the mundane interior of the trenches.

The floor here was tiled with marble for Goddess knew why. The left side opened to a huge gym partitioned from the rest of the floor by glass walls, its interior was Moroccan-themed with vibrant red and yellow.  Every treadmill and bike was occupied, two of whom were running had almost lost their momentum at the sight of the duke, almost slipping off the