Get out (3)
"But wait, Mr. Kingsley!"
"You make me sound like my father. Do not make me have dreams of that man," Ian warned. What was it with people these days wanting to ruin your sleep?
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," Owen advised the woman as she tried to run after Ian. This little business was quite full of entertainment. 'Wouldn't it be something if Scarlet shows up now?'
Ian stopped as the stranger following him annoyed him. "I don't care who sent you and what you were sent to do, get out."
"I am Elle-"
"Hello, Elle. Now get out," Ian said, keeping to his earlier need for her to leave.
Ian didn't know her and for some reason, she screamed trouble. She came at the wrong time as he was more interested in going to sleep than speaking to find out if they knew each other.