Twenty One

RYLEE

I was worried about what the outcome of the meeting would be. Everything about the arrangement was fishy. It made me feel uneasy.

"You don't have to worry, Rylee. Even if it's a trap, I will handle it" he said.

"I'll go with him. You don't have to worry, Rylee" Jared said and I leaned back on my seat.

"Fine" I said.

Jared picked up a couple of white envelopes from Vincent's desk and started to head towards the door.

"What are those?" I asked Vincent and he shrugged.

"Allora's threat letters" he responded and I winced.

"Why are they so many?"

"She sends quite a lot of them. She never gets tired."

I sighed, rubbing my temples in frustration.

"I still don't recall meeting any woman with that name. I still don't know how she knows me."

"It's okay, you don't have to worry about it. I'll figure it out," Vincent said and I frowned.

"What if you had a one night stand with her? What if she's your ex-lover?"

Vincent blinked, his face devoid of expressions.

"I don't do night sta