Stavros's POV
It's been so quiet at the office today. It was so bad at one point I went and sat in my first-floor office, just to see if someone would come in and talk my ear off, or ask for something stupid. I am so agitated that arguing with a pack member might help me blow off some steam.
"Stab, what the hell are you doing down here?" Colin asked me. He must have come from the kitchen because he dropped some sandwiches and a cup of coffee onto my desk.
"I’m waiting for a fight to break out," I tell him while I grab a clubhouse and start eating.
"Oh? I wasn't aware of any problems, is it serious?" Colin sits across my desk from me, while looking through his phone. He's probably looking for a text or email that will explain what's happening.
"Nah, I was just hoping for something in
