“I need those numbers Lord Balroy.” Adrian said down the phone.
He was back in his office, working diligently day and night. Roman sat in a chair in front of his desk, looking over a pile of documents.
“I don’t care about that…I need their support when the time comes.” Adrian growled down the phone.
Roman looked up with a raised eyebrow as Adrian leaned back in his chair, rubbing his eyes with one hand and pinching the bridge of his nose.
“Yes…that’s correct….” Adrian sighed. “I have Lord Mallory and Ethan, Lord Falkor’s son…”
Roman put the papers down on the desk and stood up, walking over to where Adrian kept his whisky behind the desk. Adrian lowered his hand slightly to watch Roman’s movements.
“No…”
“Yes…”
“Fine…” Adrian growled and hung up, throwing his phone onto the desk.
