110. Confronting The Mafia King

Charlotte’s POV

I held my breath as I walked inside the cozy dark office of Elliot Senior. He glanced at me while he was talking to Logan, and all I could say was that it’s making me feel nervous and being anxious at the same time.

Sweat running down on my earlobe and down to the back of my neck.

He put his whiskey on the table, and the old man smiled at me. “Hi, Charlotte. The daughter of the most ferocious one.”

He smiled at me.

I nod my head at him, and gaze at Logan who was silent the whole time.

“What’s happening here?” I asked softly.

“You are the one I’ve assigned to my son’s office. I want you to be very vigilant about everything. I want this to be your new mission, and your new work.”

I asked, “So, you want me to catch the killer too?”

He smiled at me, “Of course, women can have something in them that men don't have.”

“Are you sure about this, Sir?”

He sipped his last drop of whiskey, “Of course, I’m sure about this! So you gotta take the mission whether you like it