The King's Name

Ezekiel

Adonis kept dead silent for a tense few minutes. Apollo and I looked down to our laps as we waited for him to make whatever conclusion was in his head. When he let out a sigh and stood up it felt like I was about to lose my breath. He could either be very understanding or scream treason.

With Adonis you were never sure.

He walked over to where his files were and pulled out three tanned leather files before dropping it on the coffee table in front of me. "I'll give you access but this should not pull your attention away from the case at hand."

I let out a grateful sigh and thanked him.

"This however is a give and take."

"Can't you just be a kind person for once in your life?" Apollo groaned as he leaned back on the couch in exhaustion.