Chapter Seventy-Three – His Secret Weapon.
Keon couldn’t stop scolding Nathan for spilling about their identity even if he had wanted Stephanie knowing about it.
Stephanie was becoming more curious and was thinking more, she could accidentally reopen a dead file.
He knew Johnson was unto him so that could easily lead him to uncover his identity, and he wouldn’t waste time in telling his sister.
But a part of him was sure Stephanie would resist the urge to keep him safe. She was connecting more to him, she won’t cause him harm.
He head footsteps up his roof and sighed, leaving the bed. What again was Jarma's reason for wanting to work with him. That he was cool?
The person jumped to the front door. Nathan slapped the door open, jolting him. “You are late. We should have been there ten minutes ago.”
Jarma grinned. “Oh, I’m sorry.” He came in front of him. “Riddle me this, why does everyone in your pack think you’re human, you’re not.”
