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And I hate that, above all else, I’m disappointed Cain wasn’t there.
I close my eyes and reflect…
I could smell him.
The tingle on my arms from being so close to him was ever-present.
And I detest that even through my anger, I still wanted to see him.
My body is betraying me.
Sighing, I look down at my stained pajamas and wince. I glance at the reflection of the girl in the steel of the elevator—she’s a chaotic mess.
Maybe Rodberg was right.
Dammit! That crazy oddball isn’t just a pretty face.
For a sleazeball, maybe he’s onto something.
Sighing, I raise my arm and subtly sniff. My head snaps to the side as the foul odor goes up my nostrils, forcing my nose to turn up.
Fuck.
What was I thinking?
I’m glad Cain wasn’t there to see this train wreck.
I need to get my act together.
I need to sort myself out.
My mind and my body are starting to betray each other.
What comes after anger?
Guilt!
Dammit!Guilt comes after anger…
CHAPTER SEVEN
CAIN
There has been no word from Zorko or his men since shit went down with Aleksander. The only update we have is that Zorko found Alek’s body, and he was impressed on how it was handled.
Everything appears normal.
Everything appears routine.
Everything appears too damn easy.
This whole situation is not sitting well with me. It’s like the calm before an inevitable storm. I need to think through all possible scenarios and consider any future steps required to be one step in front of any issues that may arise.
But for now, I am returning to my apartment to meet with Rodberg to see how things are progressing withour situation.
Opening the door, I step inside. The usual hum of the television is heard as I walk the small hall to the living room. And there he is, lounging back, hands behind his head in his typical attire. Rolling my eyes, I sit on the sofa beside him with an exaggerated sigh.
“Long day?” he asks.
