Chapter 92. Checks

I can't just do nothing. It isn't who I am, so I left her in the shower and I went to the office and began to look through the things that I had been sent on them.

Each file is named, I start with the girls, then go through the guys, and the last one is Harry. I don't trust him, and I don't know why. I also recognise him, and I don't know why.

Sighing, I flick through it but there's not much. They need longer to get more in-depth information. So until I have it, I will keep a closer eye on Harry.

"You're fucking paranoid." Lorenzo slouches back and laughs.

"You know him from school, tell me about him." He sighs and holds out his hand. I give him the file, his eyes widening and he laughs.

"Don't, joke." I can't do jokes right now.

"Okay, so Harry was the boy in school who was seen as the toughest one. He was weak as shit. All the girls wanted to fuck him, but most were disappointed after."

"I don't care about his