Chapter 63 I Owned The Narrative

• The rain was back, drumming against the roof of the abandoned warehouse where Antler had summoned me, a perfect setting for a man who lived in the shadows.
• I knew he would call me to discuss what happened and the anticipation of where it would lead pumped my blood.
• I stepped out of the car, adjusting my coat as a guard settled an umbrella over me, upholding a vicious smirk, I could feel Antler’s wrath emitting from afar, amusing me far too much.