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QUINN

My door flung open when I'd just begun falling asleep. I'd had a long night last night, staying up to do some work and it had run pretty late.

My head was banging and I was very hungry but I still had to come into the office today and work. Roman needed help putting things together and I couldn't just dump that on Lucian.

Speaking of Lucian, he was the one who walked through the door, looking handsome as usual with his hair pushed back away from his face and his thick black mustache sitting firmly in the middle of his face.

The way he stared at me as he walked in, made me wonder if I had drooled a bit. I sat up right as he dropped the file on my table.

“What is this?” I patted my hair down Incase I had bed hair. Gosh, this was so embarrassing.

“It’s a list of the men I was able to gather for the army. Their names, ages and packs.”

This should be enough for what Roman wanted to do. This would be more than enough. This Cage issue had him on the edge and then, there was the Henry i