The boss

AUTHOR’S POV

If I lose Adam Stone, I lose everything!

Madeline’s words rang loud in John’s head. They lived rent free ever since the call they had all but twenty minutes ago. 

John sat in his computer room, the lights were dim, the only bright lights were the ones reflecting off the computer screens, pictures of Madeline flooded the screens and he stared at them, desperately trying to make a connection. Any connection, no matter how small.

It was slowly approaching noon. The sun was brighter beyond the walls of John’s apartment, but he couldn’t care much. Not after that call with Madeline. 

“Bitch is getting impatient,” He scoffed, rubbing his forehead. And he couldn’t ferret any more secrets she could be hiding. He had tried. He had spent the past days doing nothing.

“Damm