His VoiceNEOThe new place wasn't like the Penthouse, but it was close. A private villa on an island I’d never seen. I’d said goodbye to Sasha and gone back to the Penthouse to pick up relevant stuff. My phone was taken from me, and I was given a burner phone with only a few contacts on it.It was eerily quiet all day, except for the occasional swooshing of the wind outside. My eyes met a man at the corner of the living room. One of the new security hires Vivian had brought in. Most of the previous ones were either laid off or made to sign NDA’s.“Is he okay?” Charlie asked from the couch, lifting His head up from the phone. His knees were pulled up, and he had been scrolling through his phone even though they’d told him to stay offline. He was watching me instead of his phone, waiting for an answer.“I don't know,” I whispered. Charlie frowned. “They said he left. That he’s not coming back.”My jaw locked. “They said a lot of things.”He was quiet for a moment. Then said softly
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