#Chapter 110 Ethan

Grace Amira came out and came back with another bag of ice and a popsicle. "I'll take it." Amira looked at me warily but handed it over. "I need to speak with Eason alone for a second. Could you man the mainline for me?" Amira glanced toward the door and nodded before turning around and leaving. I hung up on Charles and shoved the door open. Eason was half leaned over, typing with one hand while pressing the melted bag of water against his chest. I could see the last bits of ice inside melting. He had a phone trapped between his shoulder and his ear, talking to someone. I closed the door behind me, wondering if Amira was handling calls from reporters or citizens. He looked up, looked at the bag and popsicle in my hands, and clenched his jaw. "I understand that, and as soon as Alpha Wolfe can, she'll address the city again. Thank you for your time." He hung up, and the phone started to ring again. He didn't move to answer it. I approached him and offered him the popsicl