Rowan. Age 25.
I could feel my rage and anger rising the more I look at Sofea's condition. I hope Torrent would count faster so I could take her away and get today's mission done and over with. Being here in the same space as these brothers were turning me into a man with deadly thoughts, and I hated it.
“300k, till the last digit,” Torrent smirked as his eyes met mine but I didn’t give in to the satisfaction of reacting. Looking at him and Hudson lazily, “I told you it’s in there. Now give Ryan’s room number or location, and Sofea. Now,” I held my hand out, but none of the brothers moved from their spot.
None of them reacted but I could see the silent conversation they had going on with their eyes, they were not pleased with the way I spoke or with the turn of events. No surprises ther
