Emma's POV
I spend the next few hours, worrying endlessly.
Lucas's words, giving me a bitter headache. I already have a lot on my plate, and now this?
I try to call Lucas, it rings for a few torturous seconds. The wait getting to me, I throw my phone on the pillow lightly. Groaning in annoyance.
Why isn't he picking up? He usually does.
Abruptly, I hear the bell ding. It's not my phone, but my doorbell. I rush to the door, thinking it might be Lucas but I find an old man, dressed in a suit.
His hair turned grey due to old age, his cheekbones round and shiny.
" Uh, who might you be? " I ask, dumbfounded.
" I'm Corner, Mr. Knight sent me. " He announces, grinning.
" You mean Lucas? " I ask confirming.
He nods.
" What for? " I ask, quirking my brow in confusion.
" Let me inside
