CHAPTER ELEVEN

ADRIAN POINT OF VIEW

I began pacing around the room, thinking of what to say, in other to make Sandra come here without saying no. After some minutes I dialed Sandra’s number,

She picked up on the second ring, almost as if she had been waiting for my call.

"Adrian, what do you want?" she asked, her voice sounding cooler than normal.

"I need to talk to you. I’ve got something you’ll like. Something important." I said, lowly checking around to make sure no one was there.

Sandra was silent at the other end of the phone, and I could almost picture her glaring at me, trying to figure out what I was actually up to.

"And what could the great Adrian possibly have that I’d be interested in ?" she finally asked, after some minutes of silence.

"It’s about the Ashtons. I know you want to bring them down, right? You’ve been looking for some documents that could ruin them, but you’re missing something, something you could actually use to your advantage to get what you want." I said, casually.

She