**Katherine**
I opened the door after knocking twice , I could sense the tension in the room as I stepped in.
Papers were scattered across the polished wooden floor. My father, David Blackwood, stood behind his desk with his phone pressed against his ear.
His expression was darker than I had ever seen it.
Vincent, his PA, stood nearby, clutching a file and waiting anxiously for the call to end.
"...I don't care how long it takes," my father barked into the phone.
"Find whoever did this. I want answers today."
He ended the call and slammed the phone onto the desk.
Only then did he notice me.
His face is so furious , I know saying this could ruin my chances for the COO position but I'm just going to do the right thing anyway.
I'm used to his coldness around me…
I don't know if I
