CHAPTER 39
“Really?” he asked, the playful in his voice unmissable.
“Yes. So why are you calling?”
“Because I need you to come to my office now. It’s really urgent Lana,” he said.
“Is it work related?” i asked.
“Its club related,”
“Fine. Twenty minutes,” I said.
“Perfect,”
I cut off the call and jumped on the bed. Several questions kept crossing my mind. Why would Andrew want to register his club under my name? What was going on that I didn’t know? Was he in danger or something? Or was he doing something illegal and didn’t want his name associated with it? Or worse maybe he is using the company’s money and didn’t want it tracked back to him? So many questions and yet only Andrew had the answers to them. I changed into ripped jeans and a long sleeved yellow shirt. I slid into yellow
