POV: Damian
There are moments in life when time politely slows down.
This was not one of them.
The second Emma looked from the acquisition notice to me, every survival instinct I possessed started filing complaints.
She held the document.
I held absolutely no good explanations.
Neither position was ideal.
"Knight Global Holdings," she read aloud.
I suddenly became very interested in the hallway floor.
Mrs. Alvarez wandered back downstairs carrying another tray.
"Did I miss anything?"
"Possibly a corporate invasion," Emma replied.
Mrs. Alvarez stopped.
"...Oh."
She looked at the paper.
Then at me.
Then back at the paper.
Then at me again.
I knew that look.
It was the look people got right before they started connecting dots.
Dangerous dots.
"I don't understand," Emma sa
