Mark's POV:
Richard just keeps outdoing himself every single time, doesn't he?
The walk to Richard's office was humiliating, oh no, but not for me. Conrad griped and complained every step of the way. It wasn't my fault he chose to be a damned spy! This was good. Everyone was staring, whispering about the beta being dragged around like a rag doll.
On getting to the office, I threw the door open and tossed him inside. Like the trash that he was. Richard was seated at his desk, he raised his head and it took him all of two seconds and he glared right at me.
I heard a voice gasp. Turning my head I was shocked to see Amelia. She sat on one of the couches, reading a book. Her eyes met mine and widened for a moment. I dipped my head in greeting to her, knowing that Richard was watching right
