Cassandra Kane
Cassie wanted to lash out, to shout or storm off in frustration. But everything Desmond had said, everything Captain Harris had screamed at her, was true. She had screwed up, and now she had to find a way to fix it. Why had she thought it was fine to keep the creepy gift she’d received to herself? At the time, it had felt like the right choice. But now, as she sat at her desk after being torn apart by Captain Harris, the weight of her mistake hit her like a ton of bricks. It was the wrong choice. She could feel the sour taste of regret creeping up her throat, and a knot tightened in her stomach. How had she been so blind?
Her fingers hovered over the keyboard, and she couldn’t bring herself to type. The clattering of the office around her felt muted, the constant buzz of p
