"I warned you Winston, why is she here at this time?" He seethed when they reached the all-white office. Winston wanted his help but he knew everything meant measuring strength first before getting answers, but Winston was not about to start another fight now.
"Did you see her attacking or getting attacked?" Winston asked, moving to the wine pitcher. "Care for something?"
"No," he answered between clenched teeth, the atmosphere was charged and Rain couldn't help but wonder if she understood what the conversation was all about.
"Is that why you rushed here, then?" Winston asked, setting down three glass cups in front of each of them, but he ignored the question and turned to Rain instead.
"Isabel, why are you here?" Although this caught her by surprise, she hated being rendered powerles
