Chapter 67 Conspiracy

"Take a seat," Kaelen said, nodding toward the chair across from his desk.

Mateo didn't hold back; he lounged into the chair, casually scanning the room before chuckling, "Your office looks just like your house, Kaelen. Some things really never change."

Kaelen skipped the small talk and threw a stack of photos onto the desk, his tone flat. "Take a look at these."

Mateo, unsure of what was going on