Tough choices - I

The files were kept on the table, a few were opened and the rest closed. His attention was elsewhere.

One thing that he always made sure to keep his attention on was what his spies were telling him, often coming back and watching news they had.

Apparently, for the past few months they had no concrete information. Every thing was going to fucking fantastic.

Now that, for something to worry about.

Adrian was looking outside the window that overlooked the entire London. His mind was constantly thinking about the situation that was going on which is why he had called James.

Every spy came to James, if they could not reach it, rain, that it was him and more people in his inner circle, but James never declined a call from any of them. The man had his own set as well.

"Are you daydreaming about her?"

"Are you wishing to die?" Adrian replied, without looking away from the window. "Did you check what I asked you to do?"