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Rowan and Killian talked softly about the contracts, Killian pointing while Rowan made gestures. Once he was satisfied, Rowan left again, letting Killian slid back into his chair. The wolf moved and found Aethel, smiling lightly. [color=7bcdc8]"Aethel. I just have a question. When's the earliest I could take them with me after it's signed?"[/color] He hadn't signed it [i]yet[/i]. Just for that question.

Killian sat against the chair, watching Rowan walk away. He looked to the table and smiled lightly at his drink. He lifted it and sipped from the glass. He set it back down and rummaged in his jacket. He pulled out a card and then pulled out a pen to scribble on the back. He put the pen back and slid the card across the table to Xavier. His hands went back to his lap.

The card was Killian's business card. On the back had his personal cell number.