The Untamed Agent
My gaze followed Elliot’s, and the two of us glanced at the people entering the club like some bored creeps.
“Rion left to take a piss,” I replied. Rion is also a bartender. He works after my shift, which is usually past midnight.
Elliot nodded, “Do you know Zakael?”
I frowned, “Zakael, who?”
“He was looking at you for a while now,” I looked at the table where Elliot was looking, and I saw a pair of annoying brown eyes looking back at me.
Holy shit.
It's him.
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