Lukes POV.
"This was all I could dig up." Steven dropped a thick leather folder onto the desk. I sat back, eyeing the package skeptical before reaching forward and undoing its bindings. Steven straightened and pulled his chair closer towards the desk.
" The information is rather vague-" he drawled on and I ran my hand exasperatedly through my hair. He continued after clearing his throat to get my attention. "However, a letter was delivered at the front desk a few days after Finn and Reginas' death." he shuffled through the papers that lay between us and found the white envelope. He handed it to me and I took it from his hold a bit too fast.
I needed to know what was going on. I really hated not knowing what I was up against because that put me at a serious state of vulnerability. Whate
