(Atty. Wenziel )
"He argued with Jasminand I think that's why he's upset."
I nodded as I dialed his executive protection team. They were on the chase, many miles away from the city. Apparently, Rhio went to a bar again.
If Eriez knew, he'd have a heart attack. His team had been constantly worried about this young man's health.
Rhio was as limp as an aged vegetable when the men took him in. Trailing beside them was Eriez. "Drunk as a coward. Take him to his room."
I shook my head at him and smiled.
He sighed in return.
"I know. What else do we expect?"
(RHIO)
Eleven forty-two in the morning and my headache has not yet eased. I was back to the room I almost destroyed before. It has been changed and showed no signs of the previous disaster.
Who took me home?
