*Kate*
The clinking of glasses and the murmur of conversations fill the upscale bar as I step inside. I spot Rex immediately, a familiar figure in a tailored suit, leaning against the bar, his expression serious. I take a deep breath, reminding myself why I’m here.
He does look a bit older, but he also look very much like himself. I did not know who else to ask for help when I realised that my family might very well be in danger again.
As I approach, Rex’s eyes narrow, his brow furrowing in concern. “Kate, I Was surprised to hear from you,” he greets me, his voice low, scrutinizing. “You look… different. It’s been a while.”
“Too long,” I reply, forcing a smile despite the anxiety twisting in my stomach, it is good too see him but also bittersweet because it is not for a good reason. “
