I stared at Nova. Who knew what she had to say? It concerned Olive, I was sure, but there was something I wanted to do first. I needed to speak to Olive myself wherever the hell he was within this family house.
So, I balled my hands into fists, standing up. "Nova, I like you to do me a favor."
Nova looked at me and half smiled. "What's wrong, Harley?"
"Would any of you mind if I speak to Olive first before we start?" I asked. There was a momentary silence before Nova shook her head. Followed by Christophe and the rest, well except Stacy. "If you would like to have a word with him, sure," Christophe said. "Caden can take you over to where he is locked up."
I nodded, appreciative, and Caden stood up, rattling his chair back. He walked over to me, and we both left the vault room, taking a close elevator, to move further down to the very last floor that was very deep into the ground and not on the surface.
