The flight back from the Everglades had been a descent into a new kind of hell. I could still see the grey, furred limb of the creature in the pit. My hands, resting on the silk of my thighs, were shaking with fury.
Back at the office, I threw open the double doors to Caspian’s office before he could even look up from his tablet.
"You took me off the Silver Moon files," I said, my voice a dangerous low.
"I tried to log in this morning. Access denied. Total lockout. What the hell is this, Caspian?"
Caspian didn't look surprised. He was leaning back in his leather chair. He looked calm, too calm. The charming CEO who had caught me at dinner was gone, replaced by the calculating predator.
"Your role has evolved. The Silver Moon logistics are… tedious. I’ve moved you to the North Miami Po
