~Drake POV~
Keegan storms back inside the house, and I follow, still snickering to myself when I hear my phone ring from the kitchen where I left it on charge.
“s**t, move, that will be Janet,” I state, then barge past Keegan racing toward the kitchen to answer it.
I snatch the phone off the counter and quickly answer.
“Please tell me you still have the last address?”
“Well, hello to you too, Drake!” she snaps when I see Keegan follow. He stops just in the doorway and leans against it.
“I haven’t got time to bicker, Janet. Did you get the address or not?”
“Yes, of course….”
“Well?” I ask, becoming slightly annoyed. She should have all this information waiting and ready since she handled the lease.
“Maybe you should speak to Maya first, Drake,” she tells me, and my brows pinch
