Page 23 of Suck This

“Fox, take all my belongings to my house,” I ordered. “Then y’all start looking for answers.”

My sigh was audible.

Though, this wasn’t the first time my place of business had exploded, hence the reason I needed the silent alarm in the first place.

“They must’ve thought that by planting a bomb they’d bring down the building… with all of us inside.” Abraham sounded amused.

He would be. He’d been the designer of this building, and it was likely an ego boost to know that his engineering held against a fucking bomb.

“Get out of my office,” I grumbled. “Meet at my house around dusk and we’ll discuss what we’ll do next.”

“With your permission,” Abraham drawled. “I have a few leads I want to follow up on before I meet with you again.”

I waved him off.

“Feel free.”

“I’ll come back as soon as my suspicions pan out.”

“You’ll call if you need help,” I ordered him.

His grin was wide.

“Maybe.”

With that, I picked up my phone, pocketed it, and teleported to my bedroom where I immediately stripped out of my clothes and walked into the bathroom.

Starting the shower with a simple thought, I stepped inside, sighing as the hot water washed over me.

Fuck, it felt good to be home.

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