Rowan nodded her head and stepped out of the room as he held the door open for her. She began to walk down the hall, clenching her fists at her side as she was still quite frustrated by the situation. As Evan addressed her, she looked over at him and shrugged her shoulders. "Hell if I know." she responded and then shook her head. "He's definitely serious about this though... I just can't believe my brother would actually do such a thing. I know he can be cruel but usually it's just towards the people that crossed him.."

He wasn't like their father, Rowan knew that as well as Damian did. It didn't matter to him who he hurt so long as he got his money and power. Rowan thought Damian at least took that into some consideration. Perhaps she had been wrong though. Stepping outside, she shivered, more so because of her thoughts rather than the actual cold. She glanced at Evan and gave a mutter of agreement. She supposed that aspect of it wasn't as surprising. Just because you shared blood with someone didn't mean they'd value you more than themselves or their money. 

She slipped into the car and leaned her head back against the seat as she took in it all, nothing making sense to her. As Evan spoke up again, she shrugged her shoulders. "Well, most of the guest rooms that are furnished are being used right now so we'll probably have to get out one of the blow up mattress' we have." she groaned. "It's too late to go buy a bed. Aside from that I have no idea. Just clean it up I guess. Honestly I think he just wanted to get rid of us!"

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Damian stepped out of the room to let the two talk. He wasn't sure if they exactly had any nice parting words to say to each other but it was the most he could give them. After all, once she left with him, it wouldn't be long before news got around about the transaction that was just made to the other gangs within the city. He checked the watch on his wrist and let out a tired sigh. It seemed he'd be having a late night. 

Barely a moment later, the door suddenly swung open and slammed shut. He blinked and looked over to see that Iris had emerged from the office and was storming off to collect her things. He studied her for a moment before making his way over to her. "Seems like you're ready to go then." he mused. "Let's go." He turned to begin to lead the way out of the building, fishing for the keys to his car in his pocket. 

"We'll discuss this situation more once we're on the road.. Oh and I already know where your home is." Damian looked over at her and shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly as he pulled open the car door for her. "My people keep track of my client's families and with your father giving us such a big job, word got back to me of course."