Chapter Seventy-five

The lady led them to a new table and they all sat down, "Why do they have to be this disorganized?" Reagan asked.

"Chill guys, maybe there was a mix up somewhere, and they didn't detect it quick enough," Layla replied, as she reached for the bottled water to drink.

Nathan looked over to Alistair who had been quiet, "You are not saying anything, what's going on?"

"What's going on? Nothing is going on, I am fine, I am just a bit nervous," Alistair replied as he took a deep breath.

"Are you sure?" Layla asked as she held her hands, he looked over to her, with a smile on her face, "Trust me when I say, I am fine, I am doing great."

She returned her gaze to Nathan, "He said he's fine."

Reagan had his gaze traveling around the hall, he leaned forward towards Alistair, "Boss, you mean everyone here works for you?"

Alistair leaned forward towards him, and replied with a low voice, "Yes they all work for me and no, they don't work for me."

Reagan was shocked by the answer, "I don't understand