Grayson got another message from Morgan.
Morgan: I said you can't just ignore me Grayson. Can we meet?
Yes, he could ignore her and he no, he didn't owe Morgan a thing.
"Mr. Taylor?" Joy's voice.
He looked up to find the entire room watching him, again.
"Personal matter," he said tersely. "Continue, Smith."
His Velvet Room phone buzzed:
Red: I can't meet before Friday. Too complicated right now. But I wish I could. I need you.
The honesty in those words hit him square in the chest. She needed him. Trusted him. Was counting on him to keep her safe.
He typed back:
Sir: Then Friday it is. And Red? Whatever's happening in your life, whatever complication you're dealing with, you can tell me. I'll help if I can.
He hit send and looked up to find Joy watching him with an odd express
