10. Panic
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SLAP!
My face tingles with warmth where her palm landed. It takes all my strength not to grab her by the hair and set her in place.
I turn my face and fix my gaze at her. I can see uncertainty in her eyes as realization crosses her mind.
“You can't ask me to do that. No one has any right to ask this of me,” she says in a quivering voice. Her big round eyes are simmering with tears.
It doesn’t faze me. I have seen many cunning personalities hidden behind innocent faces. Does it work so often that Garrett has sent his own daughter into a Lion’s den? I will make him pay for this.
“You are standing in my office with my safe compromised. I will decide what to do with you, Little Riley.”
She lets out a little gasp.
“You know me,” she accuses. “Yo-You know I came
