Chapter 62
- Charisma was once again her old self as she stood in the study, flipping through papers, a frown of concentration on her face. “I don’t get it,” she sighed.
- “What is it?” I moved closer to look at the papers, all found stashed away in a hidden drawer in the study.
- They looked intriguing but it appeared what little information they provided was not enough fo my mate to be satisfied with.