ACCEPT? REJECT?
CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN
ALEXANDER POV
My father greeted the she-devil in the foyer. As usual she is in a business suit type of attire, the lady likes to be all business all the time.
“Good Afternoon Pritchard, to what do I owe this pleasure?” my father asked, his tone void of any negativity. “Well Roger, my son, Wesley, he is, missing” She almost sobbed out. Hiccups between her words.
“What do you mean he’s missing?” My father asked curiously His gaze falling my way, we had not long had this discussion, dad knows that he has been working with Romanoff and Lance.
“I can’t reach him by phone, not family-link or not by any means I’m concerned!” Pritchard said her tone sobered and now seeing more of the viperish tongue is about to hit us looking at her.
Her body language has
