The next day I sat impatiently in the living room as I waited for information from Quinton. I held a mug of coffee in my palms and after taking a sip, slowly placed it on the glass coffee table in front of me.
After last night, everyone fled the scene and left in hushed whispers and shocked looks. Witnessing one of the wealthiest men getting arrested, wasn't something people saw everyday.
Getting home last night, I went through many media online to keep myself updated. However no information on Marcus and the others were released. It was quite obvious a few people were getting paid good money to keep their lips sealed.
After all, the less people that knew the less drama it would cause. Marcus would hate to have a bad name to his company.
Or should I say, Catelyns company.
The thought
