Chapter 19

 *Fiona*

I turned towards the stranger, as the other left.  He wore a dark designer suit with a long suit jacket.  His hair was neatly trimmed and his skin was unearthly pale.  His black eyes watched me unwavering, most would find it unnerving.  I steeled myself for the conversation about to unfold, knowing it would only bring bad news. 

"I have a phone, you know," I said approaching the man.  He chose to ignore my tone, instead of laughing, relieving some of the tension.

"Ah, my little wolf" he spoke smiling, "Always bringing mirth to any situation."

"You're far too serious," I replied.  It was odd that he was being so open. "I didn't think you were a fan of meeting i