The Meeting

[Malcolm’s POV]

I found myself checking in at a hotel, but not to spend the night, it was for my meeting.

A meeting that should’ve come way earlier, but for some unknown reason, perhaps of fear of me, or fear of my step mother, had been avoided.

Either way, it was a long time coming, and as I paid for the room, I went in and prepared myself to meet up with the criminals, my henchmen as I often referred to them as.

After I declined my phone call with them, I’d arranged for a meeting with them, and here I was.

It was the evening of the day I’d met up with Logan, and I chose to meet up there, because I didn’t want them to have any information of my whereabouts.

It was kind of ironic however, my house address could clearly be seen on the magazines I had my face published on, but I guess my estate’s security was well to do.

I waited patiently in the room, rocking my usual face mask and hoodie.

‘Come to think of it, are the media allowed to just publish my face in a magazine, without my kno
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