Mind staying up all through the night, Camille's sleep didn't feel like sleep. When she finally gave up, she woke up with a headache and was confused as the banging at her door suddenly made her groan. Going to the front door and finding an older redheaded man, Camille stared back at the severe green eyes that reminded her of the awful mint green of a doctor’s office.
Disturbed by it, especially since it was glaring, Camille raised an eyebrow, “Who the hell are you and why are you banging on my door like I owe you rent, can I help you?” Seeing instantly, the human he deemed insignificant and below him, Richter Shaw’s handsome face was ruined by his words. “Listen human spec, just tell me where Tabatha and Maxine are. They are done pouting or throwing their little rebellion.”
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