Adrian was standing in the vacant conference room, looking at the key in his hand. It was tiny and silver, with figures cut on the side.
His mother had put something in a safety deposit box. Something that might inform him who his true foe was.
He wondered why she never bothered to tell him. Even the investigations to find out who the cousin was hadn't been followed through.
He felt that the sooner he knew who this anonymous texter was, the sooner he could place a face and a motive on the person. Half of his problems would be solved.
He clenched his fist around the key and went to the door.
The outer passage was deserted. The majority of the population had already gone home. James and Selena were probably in the reception waiting for him. He knew how overprotective Selena was over him
