Hardin's POV

Sitting on the chair in my room, going through some documents concerning shipments of goods in the previous month. I noticed that there was a loophole in the total amount of income that was realized. I heaved a sigh as I thought of who would have the guts to steal from me, but I would not know unless I gathered them all and asked them. Whoever did this will be brutally killed. I whispered as I tossed the paper away to the other side of the table, forcing out a breath. Not long after, my mind wandered off to Freda and I wiped my face with my palm,...