#lottieweiss

" is this what it feels like to get your kid back from cps ? " the male was smiling. beaming, actually, teeth bright like the full moon illuminating the night from above them. the network's yacht had been returned to them that morning, but reassessing the damage had to be done under the cover of night to avoid any onlookers. god only knew the media would have a field day running NIGHTMARE YACHT PARTY OWNERS BRING THEIR BABY HOME.

at the top of the boarding ramp, a heap of yellow caution tape laid in a pile, greeting them. immediately his grin dropped, gunned down like a barone. " all that money flowing into their pockets and the investigators couldn't pay to clean up after ? defund the fucking police. " he took an exaggerated step over the discard.

clasping his hands together behind his back, he continued walking along the deck, steadily approaching the scene where it had happened, with his partner in toe behind him. " you're kidding, " he breathed out, looking at lottie and then back at the ground. " there's blood ! that's fucking blood right there. " ambrose crouched down, a gloved hand sliding over the edge of the muddy-red blotch. " cami barone's blue fucking blood stained my god damn bridge deck ! "

It wasn't the first time the brunette had found herself in a private meeting, with one person or another. Sometimes with a few people, though that amount was usually reserved for work. The Jade Kitchen held something special, a soothing undertone mixed with the exquisite. Stella would have been a fool not to consider the ability to meet within a private room to be a luxury and - the very same - an incredibly convenient tool gifted by another.

stacks of papers are scattered across the desktop between them both — an ocean of logistics, mostly. quotes from several high end security companies, potential psychological impact on elysian staff morale from being exposed to armed men every day ( irrelevant, but necessary from an hr standpoint ), potential surveillance systems they could implement, etc. to someone outside of the network, it may have seemed like overkill, but ambrose had become hellbent on protecting their assets and their people, especially now that he was being targeted, apparently.

he'd never admit it, but this obsession was the only suitable outlet for his rage, at the moment.

lottie lee

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