A soft knock on the door made Connor jerk, pulling him away from last night’s memory.
He turned to see Faust looking back at him curiously.
Had he been spacing out for too long?
“You’re deep in thoughts dude. What were you thinking?” Faust asked in a casual tone. He’s been calling him for a few times but he didn’t seem to hear.
“Nothing. Just how to get some bastard out of my way.” Another knock on the door and he looked away and stood. “I’ll get it.”
“Is this about Lailane’s fiancée?” That caught Connor off guard. How did he know? His hands tightened around the door knob as he gritted his teeth.
Was he following me? No, of course he won’t do that. He trusts me.
“If there’s anything I can do…” Faust c
