"We?" I squeaked.
"Mhmm. The host is someone I need to investigate. He was at the event where I got drugged."
My brain struggled to process his words. "You think he was involved?"
"That's what I intend to find out."
"Why didn't you file a case?"
"Think about it. News of someone drugging Alexander Knight's drink? Shareholders would panic, board members would question my judgment, and the media would have a field day. I prefer to handle this privately."
His words hung in the air between us. My heart raced, partly from his proximity and partly from the seriousness of what he was saying. The investigation must've been going on without my knowledge.
"John might come back," I whispered, glancing nervously at the tinted windows.
"John left, Madison. We're completely alone." His fingers tr
