From his Girlfriend to his Fiancé..
After a rocky year, the start of a new one comes at great painful measures. Follow Megan as she continues to withstand the weight of Atlanta.
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Anthony POV
Jordan: Make sure you ask all the questions.." the message said as I read it.
Sighing, I left him on read and cut my phone off as I looked up at the building I was standing in front of.
With the glass doors looking like the luxurious gates of hell, I gathered my thoughts as I made my way up the stairs to Davidson Capital.
One foot after the other, half of my brain was telling me to turn around and leave. It was telling me to stop walking into this death trap for I knew the moment I was seen, I was dead.
However, Jordan needed me.
His belief that Trey had killed his wife was sending him into a sprial and it did not look good. If anything, I wanted to help.
After what I have done..I wanted to repent for my wrongdoings and helping Jordan find his dead..or alive wife was the only thing that made me feel like a good person right now.
Reaching the glass doors, I let myself in as Lucille looked up.
Taking a double take, she sat up immediately from her breakfast as I came through the second set of doors.
Me:..Morning Lucille.." I mumbled as she shook her head.
Grabbing a napkin from her desk, she chewed her food as she placed it over her lips.
Lucille: You should not be here Anthony." she warned.
Lucille: This is not the time for you to play games."
Me: I am not here to play games Lucille." I told.
Me: Where is Trey?"
Lucille: He is not here."
Me: When will he be here?" I asked.
Lucille: I am not sure..what is it you need?"
Me: I need to talk to him."
Lucille: He is not here Anthony and talking to him right now is not a good idea." she warned me again.
Me: It will never be a good time for me and him to talk Lucille." I hissed as the side garage door opened.
Trey: Hell no it won't." he stepped in as Bleu came in behind him.
Giving me the evil eyes they always did, I stood up as Trey and Bleu walked past me.
Trey: What are you doing here Ant?" he asked stressfully.
Me: We need to talk." I said.
Stopping at the door, he placed one of his hands on it before looking over his shoulder at me.
Trey:..K's coming today." he cautioned.
Me: Good, I can talk to him as well." I urged with confidence.
