She turned to Grant, who was watching her carefully, waiting for her decision. She could see the logic in Rowan’s words, even if she hated admitting it. Being closer to the project site and her responsibilities would be beneficial, but it also meant being under the same roof as Rowan—a dangerous situation for everyone involved.
Left with no real choice, she gave Grant a small nod, suppressing her annoyance.
Rowan’s triumphant grin widened.
“Excellent,” he said smoothly. “Let’s discuss everything over dinner.”
With that, he led the way out of the VIP lounge.
A sleek black limousine awaited them at the curb. As they approached, one of Rowan’s men took the keys to the car Shanna had borrowed from Carter, driving it back to the mansion without question. She sighed. Every little detail had
