Alessio
Walking through the halls of the escort agency, I headed toward my destination. Between visiting Estelle for a favor and having to get to a meeting to face the devil himself—something I didn't want to think about—it would be a busy day.
As I reached the door, Estelle was already there, staring at me with an intense gaze. Our arrangement was clear. She had agreed to visit Mikael to be my voice and would deliver the words I had rehearsed with her. She would be the key to the information Mikael would give me.
"Hi again," Estelle greeted, looking me up and down. She wore high heels and a tight black dress, which she pulled down a bit with a teasing grin.
"What's up," I raised my head.
She brushed her hand through her hair, "Are you going to come in or not?"
I entered her room. Mu
