Jade thought about the man that had some asking about Mr. Daniil, her interviewer, the one that had gone missing since the day he had asked her a few questions.
But those questions that Mr. Daniil had asked were not only a few, they were deep as well. He knew his job and knew had to pry the interesting points out of people. It would be such a tragedy if something had happened to him.
Jade felt downcast that her warning seemed to not have caused any changes. She wondered if she may just be jumping to conclusions. Perhaps, the man had gone on an impromptu journey. One could never tell. He could still be alive and Adonis and his colleagues were just worrying for nothing.
Still, she awaited the items that her handsome client would bring.
Adonis...
His name held such strength and Jade hoped he knew.
