The Woman From Hell

His seated posture was domineering, and he pushed Susan's and Tyler's cups aside before ordering another cup of coffee for himself. He looked up at me. "Would you believe me, President Lane, if I said it was a coincidence?" I wore a slight smile on my lips. "Of course, I would. I don't think there is a reason for you, who's always busy with things, to follow me."

Cole smiled when he heard that. It even reached his eyes.

"Is the person who left just now Tyler Schuman?" he asked, but he seemed to already have the answer some time ago.

I had become accustomed to Cole's 'supernatural powers' and did not deny it. "You know everything, don't you, Mr. Anders?"

"Is he your brother?" Cole asked again.

I leaned back, amusement crossing my features. "You seem to be very interested in my network, Mr. Anders."

Cole raised a brow before nodding. "Yes, I am indeed very interested in you, President Lane."

He said that on purpose.

It seemed that Theo was right. Perhaps he really was somehow connected to me, and he might not have said anything just because it was not time.

composure and replied, "I wonder what makes you so interested in

"Sir, your coffee."

took a sip. "You're just like this coffee,

sounded dubious, but I

riddle game with him anymore, I asked directly,

ceased being glib. "I come to this coffee shop often, so it was indeed a coincidence to be meeting you here today, President Lane. I was already here before you

pointed to a position in the front right. There was a magazine on the table over there with several pages turned.

voice was now soft at all, so I overheard

and did not take it seriously. "It's nothing. But are you interested

first, but now that I

I figure you'll be going to meet Carlson and Yvonne Schuman tonight.

people in the political circle, after all,

are you planning,

planning anything. I just want to

I leaned in closer with my hands under my chin as I looked