CHAPTER 31

ALPHA THORNE'S POV

I open my office door, and the smell of bleach is still strong as I walk to my door, turn on all the appliances, and throw the curtains open. I sit in my chair and at that exact moment, Busta comes in with a frown etched on his face. If there was something I knew about Busta, it was his constant smiling. He never let his emotions show on his face and smiled as often as possible. To see him with such a look, I could tell that whatever happened must be very serious.

"What's wrong?" I asked unable to stop my curiosity.

"It's Agatha," he said with a weak smile as he slipped into the chair opposite me.

"What about her?" I pushed. They were as close as siblings could be but they often argued.

"I fear there is something wrong with her. She keeps acting weird and each time I bring it up, she shuts down immediately and gets defensive. I don't know. I can't help but worry" he leaned backward on the chair.

"Agatha is an adult" I simply said. He couldn't worry about her co