C200 Sun Dog
"Where I go is none of your business," Elijah retorted with an icy edge to his voice as he turned around.
Rohan took a moment to scrutinize the man who had just spoken—a young man clad in an Armani suit, sporting a slicked-back hairstyle. His eyes were puffy, his complexion an unhealthy shade of pale, likely the result of a life of excess.
"Why so hostile