Everything will be okay

Nicholai's POV

Lette and I entered the meeting room, hands intertwined to one another and stood tall in front of other high ranking polices, confident and proud. I looked to each side and their eyes began to waver, like they saw a ghost that they already sealed centuries ago. I looked to the person sitting at the middle end of the long table, the police chief is seating having his arms crossed together. I just stare at him and let go of Lette's hand. I walked towards him, and he faced me up front, no one is speaking inside this cold room, no one has the guts to spill their thoughts carelessly, they are in front of the syndicate's heiresses. 

"Nicholai…" he called me, and I pull a chair beside him to sat on it. 

"Let the meeting begin, we're already here." I firmly said and I looked on the police officer who's controlling the power point presentation. He clicked the remote and the presentation was shown through a light projector.