Abel - Panic High Rise

I exhaled as I walked back into the meeting room at the family mansion. It was choked up - almost twice a dozen men in black suits and dark goggles were seated around the large, monochromatic table, all family, cousins, and uncles. Stewards were everywhere, with wine trays and fried beef. Father raised a brow, probably pissed at me for leaving without his notice, but he made no further comment.

I couldn't wait for the meeting to get done with. I hated leaving Lana all alone by herself. She was still in the dark about how things had escalated in the last twenty-four hours. Who would've thought everything that played out took months to perfect and that too right under our noses? Hell, I was shocked to hear it all myself.