Gunner’s POV“Ahh…” I sighed for the umpteenth time that day as I swivelled around in my leather chair.My desk was filled, no, littered with stacks of documents concerning the pack, ranging from letters, to receipts, requests, bills, a lot of things I needed to attend to. But did I want to? No. At least now at that moment. There were more important things to worry about, an entity, a person…And even if I decided to drown myself in filtering through or filing the documents, I would end up doing rubbish. My mind would drift too much from the point of focus.It was a hassle, really.Once again—maybe for the tenth time in that minute, I raised my left hand and stared at my golden wrist watch. I creased my brows in frustration, ‘They’re taking too long. Tch.’I sighed again, as usual, and picked up the book I had been reading all day. I was still on the first page; I would only read a few lines, forget what I had read and then start over. It wasn't a boring book, it contained a substanti
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