The Order of the Blue Lotus HQ
Rome, Italy.
It was his fault. He'd fucked up and now they had taken her and it was all his fault.
Jean paced the length of his private suite in the Order Head-quarters, several empty bottles of vodka littering the glass table he paced in front of. His mind and body were filled with so much anger and pain that it was hard for him to sit still for even a moment. His thoughts were all over the place, his mind in panic and disarray as he wondered what to do. If anything happened to Scarlett, he knew he would never be able to live with himself. Not when she was the only reason he was still here anyways.
