Chapter 6I looked behind him to see Tony clenching his jaws and heading straight for the door.
“I hope you don’t mind, San Juan, I just waltzed right in.” Jordan stated.
“It’s Cassian.” I corrected him, although he knew my name he just said these racist things to get under my skin.
I looked at his tight designer suit and shook my head, smirking, “And must I say, you look mighty dapper for someone who’s number one client fired him for fleeing the country after his traumatic incident.”
“Oh, that’s what you think happened? Oh no. I just decided to visit my aunt in Canada, she’s very sick and ummmm—”
I ignored Jordan’s stammering and gave Tony a nod, indicating that I would be fine.
There was clearly something on Jordan’s mind, so I wanted to hear him out.
“And it’s fine. Just in the fu
