Diana stammered when she said what happened this day. She held the beer with one hand wounded because of her reckless, sometimes Diana could danger herself when she had a lot of thought in her mind.
James was standing there, continued what she had done while he listened to whatever she would say. He had time before going to work, but Diana was his priority right now she seemed to have a lot of problems that made her went out of the office.
"So what do you mean by that? What have you done?" James asked curiously because it was a really complicated problem that she had.
Diana sipped the beer in her hand, "No no… it's not like what you thought, they're chasing me but not in that way."
"What do you mean?"
