Chapter 18: Across the Line

THE NEXT DAY

Rafael King POV:

One of my employees handed me a winter coat as I stalked into an industrial freezer. I strode between rows of frozen animal carcasses until I reached a space at the back that had been cleared out.

Two of my employees sat there, and on the folding chair between them sat some nameless idiot.

“This better be important,” I warned my employees. “I trust you realize that this is interrupting my brunch ...