Huge Scary Men With Weapons

Josie's POV

The puffs of air I exhaled out turned into a gray mist. It was so damn freezing in this place that my breath took on physical shape.

The people in the country aren’t much nicer than the weather, let me tell ya.

After Vladimir’s strange incident in the terminal, and evading my questions, we’d been en-route Axel without further ado. I’m not certain I had any idea what I expected where the company Vladimir insists my family owns is concerned, but it wasn’t the sprawling monstrosity made of glass, or the extremely hostile reception from it’s owners.

Honestly, who brings huge, scary men toting archaic weapons to official meetings?

Business and I do not mesh, so I have literally no idea what father does or how he conducts his meetings, but if that’s how all meetings went, then it’s no wonder that businessmen were all uptight pricks. Though in their defense, no one would accept a blatant lie such as the one Vladimir had been spouting.