Chapter 94: Trap and Meeting
(Ethan's POV)
I was rifling through the clutter on Richard Sterling's desk when I found it-a pen. Nothing special, just a standard fountain pen, but I turned it over in my fingers, testing its weight.
The door clicked open. Richard walked in, pausing when he saw me lounging in his leather chair, flipping through his files. He didn't yell. He just signaled his secretary to leave and close the door.
He walked to the desk, looking down at me with that familiar mix of disdain and boredom. "Shouldn't you be babysitting your mother?" he sneered. "Why are you wasting time here?"
I looked up at him. I knew what he hated most-my eyes. They were too much like his. He adjusted his glasses, irritated by the reflection of himself staring back.
I grinned, danglin
