Bad Feeling
About three hours later, Harley woke Nolan up. It was still morning, but outside, it looked like the night was just about to fall.
A strong wind blew, spraying in the air the bit of snow remaining on the streets. And dark clouds covered the sky, completely blocking out the sun.
Nolan barely stood up. He had not slept for a long time, and now he only slept for three hours, which was barely something.
However, the thought of him finally seeing Stephany after a month drove him forward.
He and Harley went downstairs.
There were only a few guests, so Layla and the others were not very busy. There were also people from the Black Rose organization sitting, eating, and chatting.
Nolan and Harley sat at a table.
"Boss, good morning." Layla greeted him with a smile.
"I see you have taken care of the floor," Nolan said, noticing that neither the headless body of Victor was there nor any blood stains had remained on the floor.