ROMILLY
I knew without a doubt that Cedric’s security team wouldn’t let me into his home while he was away. That was exactly why I chose to go to his office instead. It was the safer option—or at least, I hoped it was.
As I walked through the building, my bag felt unnaturally heavy. Maybe it was the weight of the surveillance bugs Dave had given me, or maybe it was the sheer anxiety gnawing at my insides. What if, for some reason, Cedric decided to search my bag today? The thought alone made my pulse quicken.
Taking a steadying breath, I stepped out of the elevator and made my way toward his office. His secretary, a woman I had barely noticed before, stood as soon as she saw me. I had never given her much thought, but now, as my gaze lingered on her polished appearance, a bitter questio
