ing five feet away from her. The man who had seen her naked. The man

ing there, flanked by the Vice President of A

and deferential. "I'd like to introduce you to our

who signed her paychecks. The man who held her career in his hands. She had t

Kate, still sniffling, shot her a weird look. Bre

e, assessing, calculating. He didn't acknowledge Chloe. He didn't even blink. It wa

intimacy was terrifying. It meant he was in control.

e. "Mr. Gillespie, I apologize for the disturbance. Just

he carpet. He stopped right in front of Chloe, Kate, and Brennen. He looked at Kate's

touch. Her skin prickled with heat and shame. She

ng, the same voice that had told her to co

it. This was a test. A trap. Chloe's mouth opened, b

n," he said, a hint of

naged, her voice a hoar

Vice President Finch. "I expect professionalism in my company, Mr. F

, nodding vigorously. "I'll

e. He simply turned and walked toward Frank's office, his

art hammering against her ribs. She was dead. She was absolutely dead. She had s

nk he is?" she muttered, but her voic

ce purple with rage. "My off

t process what had just happened. The escort she hired was her

old, calculating look-told her it was very, very real. She