Chapter 28. Special One

"Nonetheless, they said you are the man to talk to for information." She finished. Her eyes never left his.

"Oh, is that right?" Mr. Spencer watched her up and down, then glide a little closer, his aura reeking of deranged intentions.

But Aakifahlynn felt like he was a mere human. She could handle him. She could slit his throat before he gave an order after she weighed her odds. "Yes, and I need to have information. I need it flowing."

Quickly getting to point one.

She glanced around and then back at him warily, still finding his demeanor sooo different. It was really throwing her off her game.

Wondering if she could put any trust in this man, well, she would not go so far as to say trust because the money would do the talking. But the confidence and high regard she held for him was quickly dwindling.

Aakifahlynn was not naive to believe he was a saint, but she trusted that he would know a beneficial flourishing idea