Aldren
I entered my room and headed straight to my bar counter. I picked up an age-old bourbon and poured the drink into the glass. I gulped it in one go. Why was Ethan so adamant about not listening to me? What was Stacy planning?
Reid knocked on my door, which was slightly ajar, and walked in.
"I can't believe him," he said as he massaged his forehead. I poured the drink into one more glass and slid it towards him. "Me either."
"Why did you allow him to leave?" he asked frustration evident in his voice. Osc growled lowly. He doesn't like people being snappy. I asked Osc to shut up. He can't question us. Reid was always calm, never lost control, never snappy. He was upset, not with me.
"He didn't leave me much choice. You were there." I said calmly and he sighed and mumbled, "How can
