Chapter 317: A Chance Of A Lifetime
When I remained silent, Jonas went to the door of the conference room and stuck his head out. "You can bring them in," he announced to the guard on the other side of the door.
This man was really well prepared for this meeting, I only had to wonder if it would end up going the way he wanted it to.
Retreating back to his seat, he pulled out the chair and sat down like a king on his throne.
As I continued to lick on my sucker, I absently patted Tank, reassuring him that nothing was going to happen that we didn’t want it to. And how could it? It wasn’t like Tank was an actual dog, capable of going from owner to owner and obeying commands.
He was one of my chosen men, one of my hellhounds, one of my soulmates.
Turning his massive head, Tank rested his jaw on my shoulder as he stared down at the men and women coming into the conference room. At least now I knew why we were at such a big table. I thought 20 chairs for just the two of us were overkill, but it turned out that not even they were enough to accommodate everyone.
"Ladies and gentlemen," started Jonas before I cut in.
"Boys and girls, people of all ages. Welcome to the Carnival of the Damned, where mystical feats will be performed before your very eyes! But always make sure that you know what you are getting yourself into here. If you don’t escape while you can, you might never be able to leave this room again."
"Lucy!" exploded Jonas, slamming his hand on the table as he glared at me. "That is enough. This is not your house; these are not your people. Either conduct yourself in a dignified manner or get the fuck out of my building."