The whole building buzzed as Merrylia's men thoroughly searched the whole place. Merrylia's face was as hard as ever and anyone who made the mistake to stop working and throw a glance at her got pierced by her hotter than hell gaze. Fred's titanic form darted stealthily among the columns, touching and searching the furniture sets expertly.
I stood steadily, deep in thought. Jake had been my friend even before my mother died, yet trusting him blindly is not a risk I'm willing to take, especially because his intentions are unclear for me.
I could conjure up a wild guess on why they were spying on me but if Merrylia was included, I will be at loss. Jake or his family had no reason to spy on her, Merrylia paid handsomely for all that was delivered and they were not, in any way, a business rival. Despite that, small broken surveillance camera started to pile on Merrylia's desk and she grew more grim every time one of his men went over to her desk.