ZOE
The door closed behind me with a sharp click that sounded like a death sentence. Nikolai said nothing. He just stood there, behind the desk, with his arms crossed over his chest. His green eyes pierced through me like knives, as if they could read every thought I tried to hide.
Instinctively, I clutched the folder to my chest as if it were a bulletproof vest. Being in front of him made time slow down, like walking uphill with a heavy backpack. As if the clock had turned against me.
"Tell me, Mr. Foster, how can I help you?" I asked as soon as I walked toward him. However, he stayed completely silent.
We stared at each other for a while. I couldn’t stand his silence and was starting to get impatient because I didn’t want to be late for my date for a free burger (I know it's not the
