NOAH'S POV
The Falcons were brimming for another match with the Glaciers. Finally, we were going to face Julian one on one on the rink.
He hadn't gone public with it yet. I had my Intel that kept eagle's eyes on him. Christopher turned out to be well versed about digging information on his target.
It used to be Andre. Of late, I didn't have the urge to include him in stuff like this, for reasons best known to me.
Christopher on the other hand been keeping really close tabs on Aliona, and he'd been doing a good job. For one, she was Julian's medical assistant, much to my chagrin.
Even worse, she was living in the same house with that asshole. I'd made mental images of a thousand things that could happen between a man and a woman.
Julian didn't allow his staff to spend the night
