The meeting.

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FOURTY ONE

ALEXANDER

After the second round of sex that night, I carried Sally to the bed. She was breathing heavily and, at the same time, faintly as a result of exhaustion.

I lay her in bed and tucked her in until she fell asleep. I made sure that Sally was deeply asleep before standing up from the bed. I picked up my phone and checked the time. It was almost midnight, and I hadn't had dinner yet.

I wondered if Sally had, and immediately after I did the wondering. The answer came flashing to my face. I saw a plate of food open on the table. It was almost dried up, and half of it had been eaten already.

I saw the label on the plate and immediately knew that she ordered food. I stared back at Sally, who was sleeping peacefully and felt bad for a bit. I knew she was going through a lot already, and I just couldn't help it.

I decided to go grab something from the kitchen when my phone beeped. I picked it up and saw that the message was from Clinton. I opened