Rowan.
It wasn't the fact that Alessander had gone and fucking become a joint owner to the company ran by my old gang that surprised me.
Rather it was the fact that he had gone and done it without telling me anything about it.
"What you're doing is too risky! Serpiente has been quiet for a while, there's no need to go stiring up trouble." I said while following him downstairs, trying to talk sense into him.
I followed him into the kitchen, where he was busy helping himself to a bottle of whiskey. I took the bottle off his hands and set it next to me on the counter.
"I don't think you'll get the answers you want this way-"
He made a face, "What's going on with you recently? Is there something you want to tell me? You look pale."
How observant of you.
