Xaviers pov.
I'm in my office, alone, finishing up some paperwork for some deals with a company that would buy some of the stuff I would sell to they to make it official since the armor they wanted is a lot.
When I finished the paperwork I turn off my computer and stay sitting down on my chair, leaning back as I stare out of the window in my office.
My mind drifted off to a thinking state which caused me to get frustrated of the actions I've done back at frank's place, I don't regret killing his ass, I regret not telling Anna, I regret leaving that day knowing something felt wrong. I soon became pissed at what frank told Anna, that fucker told her I was part of the mafia! I was planning on telling her when I knew she felt comfortable enough, try to explain it all to her when I tell her
