Chapter 170

• Alexander's POV...
• I rubbed at my neck as I checked my wristwatch to realize that the time was barely past noon. What time exactly did I get to work? I could feel exhaustion reeking through every of my pores. For fucks sake, why the hell is the time so slow?
• A different form of hunger hit the pit of my belly. I could swallow a whole horse right now if given a chance to. Deciding to eat out an early lunch, I picked up the phone and dialled Ramona. The line hadn't rung when I heard a knock on the door. For the sake of my sanity, I really do hope whoever was at the door has a good enough reason to do so.