Arman POV
“So? What do you have for me?” I sat on my chair behind the glass desk thatwas the central piece of my home office.
“Actually…” She sat in front of me and then paused. I hated the wait and the way she was being cryptica about her research.
“At first, I was surprised becuase both men, came out squeaky clean… I fond nothing oin Rowan nor Barry…” She said and I lifted my eyebrows confused,
“What? Are you telling me that your exhaustive and unbelievable set of skill brought nothing to the light?” I said frustrated, and she nodded.
“At first, I was even confused about it, becuiase I have on good authority that this Barry guy is scum…” She said nd I sighed, It was hard for me to grasp the fact that she was unable to bring something to lead on… something that would help me pro
