Ethan was slouched in one of the sleek, uncomfortable chairs in the Imperium Style waiting area. He was watching the minutes tick by, his mind preoccupied with Vincent Halbert and the hidden documents.
[Why the hell don't you just screw that manager?] the System's voice was a loud, exasperated whisper in his head. [She practically came up and shoved her vagina in your face to be licked, and you're still sitting there doubting yourself!]
"I know she's easy money," Ethan mentally shot back. "But something about her bugs me. My gut screams not to go near her. I feel something weird."
[You're just a goddamn coward, loser!]
Ethan ignored the System. He kept watching the door, waiting for Jason. That's when Emily appeared. Someone must have run to tell her Ethan was there, and she'd rushed to confirm it. Seeing him sitting alone, her heart hammered against her ribs at a thousand beats per minute.
