Book 6 – Chapter Ten
Connor’s POV I bounce my knee nervously, dragging my fingers through my hair as I check my watch for the twentieth time. Hali wasted no time dragging me down to her boyfriend’s office, which is how I’m now sitting in the reception area of his firm at eight am on the twenty seventh of December. Behind me, I can hear the clicking of keys, the company receptionist typing frantically, as he balances a phone between his shoulder and cheek. ‘I understand sir, but Mr Hownell is not in the office today’ he replies curtly, ‘he will be back tomorrow morning, I can pencil you in for a telephone call for then if you like?’ The low irate voice of the man at the other end can just be heard, but the receptionist seems unphased by the tirade of abuse he seems to be getting. ‘You may wish to see Mr Ho
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