Leon.
Ever since I kissed Billie, she had been doing an excellent job of avoiding me.
It was almost impressive. She moved like a ghost through the house whenever I was around, never lingering in any room I entered. Luckily for her, it had been an exceptionally busy week. I kept tabs on her anyway. The live feeds showed her eating properly again, spending quiet hours reading books or scrolling on her phone. She looked calmer.
I sat at the head of the long table in the private boardroom, fingers steepled as Baron finished his report.
“It appears the traffickers have been using these routes,” he said, pointing at the projected map. “We’ve nabbed a few low-level players, but we’re still trying to figure out who’s helping with the shipping. There’s a middleman somewhere in the chain.”
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