With my assassin still free and alive, I am getting frustrated. I am tired of living like a prisoner in my own home. Being constantly followed by the guards and constantly having to look over my shoulder is getting to me. This stresses me in addition to my duties as queen.
Devon says that he has been searching for the intruder, but he is not letting know of the progress of his search. I know he found something out, but I don’t know what. The only people who would know are Elliot and Brooklyn. Luckily for me, I grew up with them, and Brooklyn had become like a second sister to me.
I found her in my old office, working on her laptop. She looked focused on whatever she was working on, and it had to be something serious with her chocolate latte and a blunt sitting next to her. Brooklyn smile
