Chapitre 38: The devil's advocate.

"Adrian speaking" He said once he picked up the call.

"Yes! I'm a guard from the Donovan's condo. I called to announce that the old master passed away this morning," the caller said.

"How?" Adrian questioned as I looked up at him.The relax look on his face disappeared and was replaced by his usual ice cold expression.

"The old master died from a panic attack, that's all we know for now, sir," the caller stated.

"Alright, I will be right there in a moment," Adrian said and the line went dead.

"You can go eat breakfast alone, I need to leave now," he said getting out of bed and walking straight to the dressing room.

I lay straight, staring at the empty space he just walked passed. Did something happen?

Where does he seems to be in a hurry to this early in the morning? Did someone dies? No, the expression on his face doesn't say anything of that sort.