Fifty Three

" Fine! We have a business contract."

I froze to the ground where I was standing. I blink once, twice, still trying to wrap my head around the fact that instead of taking me with him by force - which he could have easily done by himself, talk more of when he has four able-bodied men with him - he had tried to negotiate instead.

Slowly I turned to face him fully aware that my face carries my distrust of his words. I search his face with my eyes, wondering why exactly everything he does and say contradicts the Jaxton that I remember.

"My men wouldn't be able to hold Zain back for long; I'm pretty sure they are on their way down right now," Jaxton said, walking towards me. " We need to move and now!"

I raised an eyebrow at him, trying not to think of Zain making his way here. I guess the sniper Zain and his men are battling upstairs are Jaxton's men. "And why should I believe anything that you just said?" I crossed my arms over my chest.

Before he could answer my question, the elevator