Leon's Point of View
“Go on in,” I said flatly, looking out the window as she exited the car.
I watched her walk into the house before coming down from the car myself.
“I hate you,” Those words repeated in my mind as I entered the house, going straight to the balcony.
I needed a drink to calm my nerves and think everything through.
“So we have a mole in this house,” I said quietly, smirking as I made a phone call.
“Good Evening Sir,” The Dean greeted over the phone.
“You withdrew my wife's admission,” I said calmly, taking a deep breath and waiting for his response.
“S…sir we…” I didn't let him finish his sentence before I ended the call.
A lot of things were going on and I needed to sort them out one after the other.
Placing a call to Clint, I waited patiently as I watched the
