Hands gripped Shaun’s wrists and dragged him into Alan Rikkin’s medium sized office.
“That’s enough, let him go and leave us.” Alan, the CEO of Abstergo, smirked as he turned around in his chair, laying his eyes upon the second place prize. This man was a ticket straight to Desmond Miles, who had escaped their clutches just moments ago. Shaun spat
(
Read more... )