Chapter 21: Riding an Electric Scooter and Still Dreaming of a Porsche?

That night, Charlotte Norrell did not say a single word to Reginald Lyson again. She did not even spare him a proper glance. Reginald saw she was in a foul mood and stayed out of her way. He returned to his room early. Inside, he called Red Feather and ordered her to have someone dig up the mastermind behind the pack of idiotic assassins from earlier that day. Less than fifteen minutes later, the result reached his phone. "Reporting to the Sovereign," Red Feather said over the line. "The one...