Mr. Malcolm was shaking all over being in the room all alone with that monster who could kill him at any given time. He tried to call his security when Logan jumped on the table right infront of him to stop him.
"If I were you I would not do that, you might not live to see your saviour,’ Logan warned with his fangs elongated dangerously as he moved his face close to the president. M.r Malcolm closed his eyes knowing that he might have already met his death, he waited for the attack but it never came. Opening his eyes Logan was seated on the other end of the long oval table wiping off the blood from his mouth.
"I believe we can now reach an agreement, "Logan said with asmirk, he had enjoyed the frightened expression on the face of the president, such fear was enough him to get the best negotiation he had hoped for.
