CHAPTER 8

"What in the hell!?" I was yelling like a maniac in the lobby; all of the Harrison Inc. employees and some other important visitors were looking at me like I was crazy. Paul put the phone on hold and mouthed "what are you doing", but in all honesty I couldn't answer, since I didn't really know myself. I jogged my ass to the elevator, which Sebastian was already inside of, and stopped the doors from closing with my hand. When they’re opened, a pair of surprised green eyes looked up from an...