Chapter Ninety-Three.

Mandy shouted, running after Declan.

They walked into the building together and Mandy’s eyes narrowed . The auction hall wasn't less of the Smiths but she didn't see why he would spend money on a place like this just for an auction.

“Something isn't right, you feel it?” Declan said, looking at Mandy's countenance.

“Jordan must have picked here for a reason.”

“This just goes to prove that this is a trap… and we both know that you are the only person that Jordan is willing to set a trap for at this moment. It's not too late to turn around” Mandy stated as they walked towards a booth that was reserved for them. Declan smiled seeing two seats with a table filled with drinks in between them.

“I don't remember telling Jordan that I was a heavy drinker, but I am really appreciative.” Declan said, taking his seat immediately and pouring out a glass of champagne.

“You really should be more cautious for a man who knows that people are after his life.” Mandy said, taking a seat beside him and