“Jesse…sit down…I really need to talk to you concerning Adler Fenrir.”
Jesse flinched but sank down into an armchair and curled her legs up, grabbing a cushion and hugging it. Pieter looked her over before sighing patiently. “Want a drink?”
“Of what?” She looked up at him as he took his glasses off and cleaned them with a tissue as he had walked over to a side table and grabbed one from the box there.
He gave her a little sardonic smirk. “We’re in the pool house…it has a full bar.”
Jesse looked over and watched him walk around the bar, returning his glasses to his face and duck down behind it to get a glass, reappearing with a chunky whiskey glass, placing it down. He patted the bar. “Sit over here…”
Jesse stood up and made her way over, circling the pool table, running her hand along
