Celine's POV

Hale knocks on the door, hoping to get a response.

“Are you sure he's inside?”

“Of course I am. Just relax and let me do the thinking.”

“Fine. You can have it your way.”

Standing outside here, I must confess, it seems like the man isn't home at all.

But just when I had finally given up hope, the lock clicks and the door opens.

His expression quickly turns into fright immediately he sets his eyes on her.

“How are you doing, my old friend?” Hale smirks ...