#Chapter 190 The Ends Justify the Means

Andrew tapped his pen against his desk to the beat of Newton’s cradle. He wished that he could have arranged this meeting at his office in the city, where it would have been beyond the eyes of Crystal and Lisa, but he couldn’t risk any of his advisors or the Werewolf Council walking in on it. That would ruin his political career. This could all ruin his political career, actually, but Andrew didn’t care. He would risk everything to keep Crystal safe, and this was the only way that he could think to do it. His grip on the pen tightened to the point that he could hear the pen cracking. When he opened his palm, he saw a jagged line running down the middle of the pen. He sighed and set the pen on a nearby pad of paper. He couldn’t believe that someone had gotten past his guards. Someone had almost killed the woman he loved, while he slept beside her. This outrage could not go unanswered. He knew that this meant compromising his morals and working with the most despicable examples of we