ay down the hallway when a heavy hand grabbed th

er back hitting

t, spinning around

s neck, looking down at her. The arrogant smirk

sorry. It was a locker room joke. I didn't

er said, her voice like ice. "I only care abou

tightened. "

the design," she said, clu

Slade said, gesturing d

stomach let out a loud, aggressive growl.

stop himself from smiling. He stepp

call out Slade's name. He offered tight nods in return. Vesper deliberately walke

. Slade bypassed the long lines and led h

d returned three minutes later with two mass

She pulled her sketchbook out

looked

it was a blueprint of raw emotion. The way the Little Prince knelt,

its icy edge as she slipped into her element. "The natural color variation i

r the table, pointing at the joints with her pencil. H

ting of freckles across her nose. He noticed the w

redwood?" Vesper asked, turn

abbed his coffee cup and took a huge gulp. The scaldi

the cup down. "It's perfec

paper toward him. "This is the material co

e opened his banking app, typ

creen and her eyes went wide. "You transfe

ossing his arms. "It's not a tip. It's to buy

ue, but a loud voice cut throu

There

She recogniz

signature navy sweater, was walking straight toward