eone had been watching her closely, observing everything she did. She shuddered at the thought. She couldn't g

ut of her reverie

h longer I can shield you from this type of at

sible was becoming more and more dangerous, and Emily's profession was no longer the only thing at stake. Even though the walls were closing in, Emily

re to herself than to Mar

ed your a

s eyebrow

From

o Blackwood. I mus

squinted

cially if you've been interfering in his affairs

mouth

thing to obtain the evidence I need to

ded her arms

ght. Don't come running back to me when this

her office, leaving Emily with the pi

line, "Interview Request for Damien Blackwood." She clicked it op

10 a.m., be in the foyer of the Blackwood Tower. No cameras. No

ry that was eating at her, she scribbled a short response verify

lished black dress and blazer. She had to project composure; she couldn'

he city, Blackwood Tower's lobby was a testament to riches and power. A separate room on the upper floor wa

ppeared to stare right through her, and sculpted features. His presence filled t

h voice that was infused with a quiet stren

her breath, Emil

reeing to meet with

'm not here to chit-chat. You've got

ared he

or, then. However, there are tales about your history, especially regarding a

ed. His gaze remained fixed on hers for a long mi

any scandal. I don't like getting pulled into unf

rsisted,

documents

ed her with

g into matters that don't affect you

er instincts telling her to back off, Emily was unable t

hide. My goal is not to harm your

er her. Now his eyes wer

s. "Are you looking for answers? When you're ready to he

conversation's weight bearing down on her, Emily took a seat again. Harder than she should have, she had pushed him. But she s

ed along with the fifteen minutes. But she had to do one last thing befor

rm voice,

, I have one m

esitated at the entrance. He d

desperate to hid

would respond. Rather, he uttered

ng into is complet

or behind him clicked shut. The connection was silent, but

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