ad of the design department, paused, his finger tapping thoug

ng slightly in the hushed room, "is exactly the kin

able heat of several pairs of eyes on her. Jenna's gaze was the

ergy of the presentation. Just as everyone was gathering

Sull

ame polite, impenetrable smile that never quite reached hi

n prickled with a mixture of dread and public exposure. She had no choice but to nod, her throat suddenly dry, and follow him. In her mind, she ran th

endless, each step a leaden weight. The sound of her own breathing was loud in

ahogany doors and opened one for her with a silent

ent, but on a grander, more intimidating scale. A towering wall of glass offered a panoramic, dizz

w as he spoke into his phone, his voice a low, indistinguishable murmur. He wasn't wearing his suit jacke

ith a decisive clic

he side of his neck. He'd tried to hide it with the crisp collar of his shirt, but it

ccusation, visible in the most publi

al. The heavy mahogany door clicked shut behind him,

. Utterly, terr