Chapter 91

• LIAM
• As we all filed out of the office, Monique moved fast, her long strides purposeful like she couldn't wait to get away from the room, from me. Her heels clicked against the polished marble floors, echoing in the oversized hallway of Carlos's mansion. I watched her go, jaw tight, the familiar frustration gnawing at me. Everything about her was a mystery I couldn't solve, and it pissed me off to no end.
• "Monique!" My voice boomed through the grand ballroom that sat in the center of the mansion. Why Carlos even had a ballroom in this fortress of a place was beyond me, but the sound carried, bouncing off the high ceilings.