Reuben's office had a distinct masculine feel to it, the air smelled of mint with hints of rum and tobacco. The carpeted floor and the white-washed walls, with a few select paintings adorning them, provided for a minimalistic feel to the large office interior. At the center of it was a large glass desk – one Reuben, Zinnia and I surrounded as they once again pushed me for any information I could provide them regarding The Shade.
"That's it? That's all you know?" To say that Reuben looked displeased was a huge understatement.
"There's got to be more you can tell us."
"I told you everything I know." I shrugged. Apparently, I don't know all that much. Most of my time spent at The Shade was inside Claudia's home – in her bedroom or in one of her dungeons. The only time I went out was to be brought to Derek's house. I knew the way to the port but how to get out of the island and how to go back there was beyond me. Reuben was livid.
