pte
ry'
opped heavy
isappeared. No signs. No rans
was the most anyone h
to be watching
. Not merely
ttle. "That's not som
is usually impassive face. "No. But it's some
ng had shifted. Not trust. Not yet. But a l
in a pesky kind of way, but as though he was trying to be there, as though
ft abstract of gold veins and knotted branches. He didn't say a word, b
ke it,"
distu
why it
lways try to find what'
ple lie. Wa
ng. But he di
ed packing up. Nathan had long since d
o the elevator whe
li
should watc
Y: W
n asking questions ab
ou're working for
mach d
he care? They brok
't let go of anything
walls suddenly too close,
ex who moved through elite circles like a queen i
was looking
stion w
planning to do wi
e a vendor invoice or maybe another catalog full of overpriced light fixtures. But the moment
he first wom
No explanati
he edge until the paper creased. I looked around the room the penthouse was quiet, Roman had st
dn't see it. But the words clung to me like static. Who wo
ded to. My hand hovered over the layout sketches, but my mind was now
to soften, to let me in just a little but maybe that was the trap. Maybe he w
o obsess over one obscure message. I had bo
st
e tucked away, expression unreadable. But
ay?" he
too quickly, no
You're pale. And you
adn't eve
im, trying a smile that didn't quite happ
a break. You don't have to
d up straight. "We
then did something surprising he backed dow
ebating the merits of exposed beams over coffered ceilings. Roman was more engaged than normal, opinionate
omething I'd said, a genuine curve of h
o," he said quietly, as if
ought you though
. But you're also. s
turned away, pretending to straighte
n was still standing by the fireplace, sipping on something dark i
propositio
a beat. "What sor
down. "A busine
I stammere
voice low. "I want you to prete
ed. "
eeting or two. Some investors. Having a steady, res
y of New York high society just to make you
at you're getting paid now. I'll hi
a step back. "
strategic. And you've already
is carefully constructed mask, I saw something else a flash of desperatio
e letter, the a
the beginning
ing to uncover what Roma
ut it," I said,
he expected that.
was a time bomb tick
what would explode