“Not that hard,” Ren turned his head and stared at Storm, “What’s the catch?”
“LA needs you,” Storm shrugged and started forward. “Can you not feel it?”
Ren didn’t answer as he followed storm into the place. Truth was, his spider sense was telling him to run like hell. Los Angeles… so far it sounded more like a forced vacation.
Once inside, he found himself in a huge circular space with an open winding staircase across the room leading to the next floor which split into two separate wings. Storm headed for the huge double doors on the right so Ren sighed and followed him.
“Now this is more my style,” Ren breathed seeing wall to wall monitoring systems and a glass desk with the computer built right into it.
“Thought you would like this,” Storm stretched out on the sofa that was set off
