55; He is ours!

||Claire||

The guys and I were absorbed in our conversation trying to come up with a solution to the offeror; The mysterious contract guy from the midnight club.

I gazed at Clayton and I could tell he was pinning the pieces of the full thing together. He was in pure rage. The only solution I could come up with was that if we didn’t get someone we knew to do the job, we had to pay a rogue to get the job done.

“Ummm……. I was at the midnight club last night.” Roxanne strolled into the greenhouse with her eyes downcast. Even with that, she didn't look less than bold. She was confident and looked like she belonged in the room.

“I think yesterday's attack might have been my fault.” We all stared at her stunned. I wasn't sure when and why she was in the room but I think we were about to find out.

“What do you know, Roxy?” Casey broke the silence. However, my mate’s eyes were on her, flashing between crystal blue and black.

Havoc was making himself known and I was worried his anger would get