89 — danger

### Anonymous POV

The man sits in his chair, his posture impassive and nearly perfect, embedded in the exterior of his office, slightly molded to his taste.

"Sir," the whisper behind him forces him to turn around.

"Yes?" he asks, frowning.

"Dave just returned," he murmurs, his cheeks growing even redder.

"Let him in," I say.

But when I look into his eyes, I know something is wrong.

"Yes?" I look him up and down, already clenching my fists.

"S-sir," he stammers.

"Tell me, tell me you at least killed one of your companions?" I ask.

My greatest desire at the moment was to make Jaden and Malia realize that I was close, so close.

They wouldn’t know what hit them. He would take them down before it was too late; it was almost time. He had been anxious and agitated in recent days.

"No, sir," he lowered his eyes. "That man... Jaden... he's a... wizard."

"Damn it, what did he do?" I ask.

The fact that he could already master his powers was worrying. It meant they were already learning their abi