Elijah stood looking out of his office window facing the forest treeline. His hand tucked in his suit jacket as he inhaled a cigarette. Where the f**k is Naomi? he thought, wondering why he hadn’t seen her since the meeting.
He blew the smoke from his cigarette and looked at his watch before taking another drag. “It’s been several hours; where did she run off to?” he mumbled as he put his smoke out in a marble ashtray on a stand next to his desk.
Elijah turned on his heels and stalked out of his office, checking his watch periodically. He stopped one of his members in the hallway. “Hey, Hunter, have you seen Naomi or Clyde?”
The man before him shook his head. “No, but Clyde said he needed some air and left for town. Have you tried calling them?” he replied.
Elijah simply shook his he
