RHYS POV
I could still hear the profanities Denova worded at me when I drove into the parking lot of Kim’s Studio. The image of her was vivid in my head: angry and full of murderous rage. Shaking those thoughts away, I got down from my car and walked into the building.
The halls echoed as I walked through it. I noticed that some of the pictures on the white walls with terrazzo covering were covered up, while others seemed to have been taken down from where they previously hung. The hallway was dark as most of the windows were still boarded up and the lights were turned off.
Arriving at the huge oak doors that led to the CEO’s office, I knocked three times for good measure before turning the handle and walking in.
The ear splitting scream that welcomed me made me almost regret coming he
