“I really have nothing to do with the Black Dragon. I simply saved him ten years ago. Now that he is dead, why are they still troubling me?”

James shrugged. “How would I know? By the way, I haven’t had anything to eat since last night. I’m starving!”

“Let’s go out to eat.” Thea grabbed James’ hands.

James glanced at Quincy and asked with a smile, “Quincy, you’re the vice president of the Transgenerational Group and must have a lot to do. It’s already ten in the morning. Do you not have to lea