Vorian POV
“Fine, I better hear from you soon,” Oren snapped before slamming the phone down. The dial tone buzzed in my ear as I wiped at the corners of my eyes, annoyed more than anything else.
“You serious?” Varek asked, stepping closer to get a better look at the photo still open on my screen.
“Yeah,” I muttered. “Apparently, while we were at the meeting, his office got broken into. Claims this girl took off with millions’ worth of valuables.”
“Pull up that photo from the other night the one with the mystery girl and the VP,” Varek said. He sounded skeptical. He never saw her in person, so he was going off nothing but the curve of her body. “It does look similar…” he murmured.
“I’d recognize her face anywhere,” I admitted quietly. Not to my beta, but to the best friend I’d had sinc
