“What the f**k is going on?” Angel questioned, throwing his bag into the back of the cab, a week later. He had gotten an email from Molly twelve hours ago that he was to be packed up and, on a flight, heading to Greenland.
What the f**k was in Greenland? They weren’t filming there that he knew of. Granted, things had changed since he came back from his trip with Judith, and he really couldn’t say anything. No one was even coming up to him anymore, and he couldn’t blame them. Molly was vague in stating that the studio was sending them over for some damn bonding trip. He didn’t want to do that. He wanted to be done with this s**t and walk away.
In fact, just three days ago, he was packing some stuff up and came across Judith’s books. He debated for over an hour on tossing them, giving th
