Chapter 37
He's A Savage
Elena
My mind was a whirlpool of emotions by the time I arrived at Mike Lipton’s office. His office was an old high-rise building just off the road leading towards Chinatown.
The elevator was out of order so I was forced to use the stairs. By the time I arrived at the office on the sixth floor I was breathing hard and I could feel my shirt sticking to my back.
What kind of investor couldn't invest in a functioning elevator? I grumbled under my breath.
I recognized his assistant who rose to her feet as I approached.
“I'd like to see Mr. Mike please,” I went straight to the point.
“Well,” she hesitated, unsure if she was going to speak.
“Is Mr. Mike not in?” I asked, glancing at my watch, and frustration filled me.
“He is, it's—”
“I have an app
