Chapter 53 Who Started It?

• The sun was setting, casting a golden haze across the city skyline. Alexander was standing near the railing of the quiet rooftop lounge, looking across the city while holding a cigar which burned slowly between his fingers.
• "You're late." He said when Drew arrived without looking up.
• Drew dropped into the seat across from him, a laptop bag slung over his shoulder. "I had to sweet-talk the hotel's IT guys and even dig through hours of footage. Can't blame me," he said while flipping open his laptop and powering it up. "Next time, try to make sure that you're not caught in a place that have fifteen damn cameras."