Ara
Fabian was insufferable, and it was clear that he had no idea he had this vile flaw. What right did he think he had to tell me to avoid Simon Wills. I already knew that he would be able to help me during the process of getting to the company back. Now he wanted to talk to me about Quincy, I already knew that whatever he would say wouldn't change anything. I already knew everything I needed to know. I was a bit curious, though. I wanted to know the excuse that he had to give. I wanted to know how he would justify something so gruesome.
"Let's go in. We will talk over dinner," Fabian said. I was of the kind to decline, to go back to my room and rest. It had been a long day, but that would be suspicious, I should at least listen to him.
"Alright," I said, and I looked down at my phone
