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"Do you really have to go?" Alex asked in a flat voice, her eyes following the guards who carefully carried her baggage outside the room.Lena turned to her, a small smile forming on her lips as she looked at her. "I do, Alex. Like you said, it won't be easy for me here. There's too much I need to let go of, and I can't do that if I stay." Alex folded her arms and managed a sigh, resting on one foot. "You really need to stop listening to me." Lena chuckled. "I'll remember that in the future." She said and turned around just in time to see the guard take up the last of her bags.She turned back to Alex. Her heart felt heavy. She could tell Alex was more upset than she was letting on. And the truth was, Lena was going to miss her."Let's head downstairs." Lena said and took Alex's hand, pulling her towards the door.Alex followed but maintained the sulky expression on her face. "Are you going to be back?" she asked as they stepped into the dim hallway.Lena inhaled shakily as she loo

The cigarette dangled lazily between her lips as she flipped from page to page, trying to read the words written on them.It was useless.Her eyes were heavy and sore, and she could barely see clearly anymore."Fuck." She muttered, taking a last puff from the cigarette before quenching it in the ashtray.She tossed the papers on the table and ran her fingers through her hair.Her eyes went to her table clock.6:44pm."Renee should be arriving in-""Ma'am?""Punctual little bitch." She murmured as the assistant's heels clicked swiftly on her office floor, her hands bearing three heavy files.Her eyes were still on the files as she approached her desk, her tight-fitting skirt hindering her from taking large steps.Finally, she got to the desk and placed two on it as she flipped through the other. "These are the daily records, Mrs. Moneau. Gregory at the finance department said he'd drop off his on his way out," she explained, flipping to the last page. "He said the company is expecting

As soon as Dante opened the door, a thick cloud of smoke hit him, going straight to his nose and tightening his lungs. "Oh, come on." He said in between coughs, trying to wave the smoke away with his hand. "What the hell is going on in here?""Quit whining. It's just a little smoke." Thane muttered, taking another drag from his cigarette and blowing it out like he was proud of it.He was lazily swiveling in his chair, then he stopped facing his left-hand side where the shelves housing decade old books sat.Dante didn't argue. He just shut the door behind him and made his way through the hazy room lit but only a dim table lamp.His eyes scanned Thane's face, noticing his demeanor wasn't ecstatic, though he wasn't frowning.Plus, why the hell was he smoking this much? Something just had to be bothering him.'What's up this time?' he thought to himself."How'd the meeting go?" He asked, leaning back into his seat."Someone's trying to kill me." Dante remained calm, his face void of emo

Thane swallowed and took a step further into the room.Lena didn't move-she couldn't.The trill on Sandy's face suddenly wiped away as the tension in the room dawned on her. She looked from Lena to Thane, then back to Lena, then back to Thane.This was not her scene, and she didn't plan to remain in it. She hurriedly closed the door behind Thane and disappeared to where she'd come.Lena's eyes never left Thane's, and she just remained on the sofa she was sitting on, her neck turned towards him, her heart thudding loudly in her chest.'What the fuck is this clown doing here?''Isn't he supposed to be in jail or something?'Thane took another step forward, and she finally lifted her back off the sofa.She should shout and scream and push him out of her house. But her reflexes seemed to have shut off, so all she did was stare. Thane, on the other hand, was too stunned to speak. When Dante had given him her address, and he started his car engine to drive down, he had no plan, no expect