I’d been cooped up in the hotel room for a few days and as glad as I was to get some actual rest, I’m now beginning to get antsy. I just want to finish this job and get home. I want to get back to Madeline and make sure she’s alright.
Miguel had sent me updates about her progress while I lay in my hotel room, making sure that nobody caught onto the fact that I was here. I’d sent word to my father’s contacts and waited to hear back from them.
It had been days but they’d finally messaged me this morning to set up a meeting tonight with all of us. Apparently we all want the same thing, to end this barbaric trade for once and all. However, my father had drilled into me to never fully trust anyone that isn’t family.
I dressed in one of my favourite suits. A black jacket with dark forest gre
