“Exactly that. The point of this meeting was information, information on how each individual present’s themselves, their strengths, weaknesses. I want word for word what everyone said. From the first letter to the last goodbye, if you kept good notes, like an assistant should, then this shouldn’t be an issue.”
Tarrin knew what he was asking for, and enjoyed watching her squirm. He remembered every syllable, every hand gesture and even the food particles that fell on their suites. He wasn’t a normal human like everyone knew him to be and uncle Rex acting as his father was only the surface to his secrets.
Waiting for her response, he continued to pretend he was looking over the documents on his desk.
Minute passed and he finally looked up and seen that she was no longer standing at his de
