Chapter 12

Elijah:

I watched as Blake walked out of Anastasia’s house. The two of them seemed to be furious, and seeing Anastasia’s normally neat hair somewhat messed up; I grew curious.

Frowning in confusion. Both Yaroslav and I looked at the man who marched toward his car before Anastasia slammed her house’s door shut and her previous partner slammed his own car door behind him before taking off at full speed, not caring that he was in an area where he shouldn’t.

“What do you think he was up to?” Yaroslav asked. The two of us have been keeping a close eye on Anastasia’s house for a while now. We needed to know whether or not we could trust her, and therefore, we kept her under surveillance.

“Not sure, but whatever it was; both seem to be annoyed by it” I said staring at the house’s front door. We were leaving for Vegas tonight. The private jet was already ready for our departure and the crew were there ensuring that everything was cleared and set.

I nodded at Yaroslav and we both opened the ca