"What do you want with me?" Kian asked curiously.
Michael looked at him and sighed. "I need to find the pureblood graves, I know that with your system and our data we can find them before my father starts his plan."
"Do your people know about this?"
"Only my closest employees, there are many others who work for my father," Michael frowned. "For now I've told them we'll take you with him, and he will decide what to do with you. However, I have a plan not to let him kill you. You'll have to cooperate with me, Mr. Hart."
"It seems that I have no choice here, right?"
"I think you know the answer, Mr. Hart."
Kian observed the young man, studying him carefully. He looked young but he couldn't trust his appearance, he looked tired but he couldn't trust that either, not even his words.
