ATLAS
“What? A gun?”
I nodded, walking around her towards the door. “Follow me.”
“B-But why do I need to learn to shoot a gun?” She demanded, turning around immediately and trailing closely behind me. “Where are we even headed?”
“You’ll see.” I breezed out of the office, past my surprised looking secretary, towards the elevator, and Elena wouldn’t just stop with the questions.
I ignored her until we got to the elevator, pressing it open, and I stepped in, only to turn around and see she had remained rooted just outside the doors, refusing to get in.
I c****d a brow at her, impatience sneaking in. “Aren’t you getting in?”
“No,” she replied, folding her arms across her chest, “not until you tell me why I need to learn to shoot a gun.”
Clara, my secretary, looked flabbergasted behind
