Chapter 35

I had no choice but to put on my clothes, get in the car, and head toward the address Maximus had given me. The familiar route made it easy to walk into the private room and push the door open. On the couch sat two people: Maximus and Alexander. Maximus was lounging against the back of the sofa, holding a cigarette. Alexander, with his eyes closed, held a half-empty glass of wine, leaning back against the sofa, his expression calm. At the sound of the door opening, Alexander slowly opened his eyes, only to immediately shut them again. There were several bottles of alcohol scattered around the floor. I frowned and quietly asked Maximus, “Did he drink all of these?” Maximus nodded seriously. “Yeah, he drank them all.” I glanced at Alexander, unable to stop myself from calling out, “Alexander.” I walked over and gently took the glass from his hand, placing it on the table. Alexander opened his eyes and looked directly at me with a deep, unwavering gaze. His eyes sent a s