***Luke's POV***
I Look up from the glass of vodka in my hand immediately when Chase and Charles entered my office.
" What was your findings ?" I asked calmly running my finger on the tip of the glass as soon as Chase and Charles took their seat.
" Our suspicions were correct, Shelly really did something to the coffee" Charles mumbled desperately avoiding my gaze as if he was scared of something.
" Really??" Chase questioned with his eyes slightly widen
I kept quite waiting for him to continue
Charles nodded before he went ahead and explained in detail what happened in the witch's cabin.
" That sick bastard " Chase blurt out with a disgusted expression as soon as Charles completed his investigation.
"This must be a sick joke." I spat out not recognizing my own voice
" Damn that
