y breath coming in ragged gasps. He w

had stood up to him, I had refused, and he had left. Maybe that was th

marter part of

grouping. The

nks she won tha

k Johnson, a predator who built his fame on control and manipulation, wouldn't give up that easily

like a fishbowl. A trap. The huge windows that I loved for their light and views now

was working on. How? The question hammered in my brain. Did he r

y jealous of me landing the Horizon Tower project. Could she

could stay here, behind a locked door, until my brother

public, brighter, with a security guard at the fr

bby was the

st look at my desk. Then I walked to the door, my hand hesit

fear paralyze me. I had a plan. Lobby

, silent hallway. It was clear. I walked quickly, almost runni

he floor numbers decrease, my reflection in the

y lit and thankfully, empty, except for the security guard, an older man

lief. This was bett

rge," I said, my v

. Miller. Working late again

rcing a smile. "Just waiting fo

rning his attention back

the main entrance and the elevators. I pulled out my phone. 12 minutes u

r pass by on the wet street. I tried to calm my racing heart, focus

thers were coming. I was in a public pl

s wr