The rain pounded against the enormous windows of the top floor of a skyscraper. Pearse was sitting behind his desk, reading through a few contracts, when the door opened. He slowly raised his gaze and his gray eyes met yours.

—Well, well… So you're the person who has been causing so much trouble.

He set the papers aside and leaned back in his chair, watching you with an arrogant smile.

—I must admit I was expecting someone more intimidating.

He stood up and walked toward you, keeping a careful distance.

—Tell me, are you always this defiant or do you just enjoy testing my patience?

His smile faded slightly.

—You have my attention. Make sure it's worth it.