Maxwell's POV
Where the hell was Alex!
I thought to myself as I stood at the corner of a fountain, surveying the crowd for my best friend.
Shit! I should've been here earlier, now I have to deal with all these unwanted attention of being on the other side of the crowd.
What's with the crowd anyway? Hadn't Alex mentioned keeping it simple?
I started making my way toward the building where I'd probably find Alex or Gabriel.
I hadn't even taken three steps when I heard my name.
"Maxwell Wellington!"
I turned to see a woman I'd never met before, approaching quickly. I squinted my eyes, trying to place where I'd seen her but nothing was coming up.
"Hello, Maxwell." She greeted, coming to stand in front of me. "I'm Pauline Danford, a friend of your mom's."
Of course It had to be my mom.
"It's been difficult getting a hold of you, and there's something I'd really like to discuss." She continued.
