AUDREY POV
The quarterly revenue chart had changed three times on the projector but I hadn’t absorbed a single number.
Rows of graphs and percentages blurred together as Trevor stood at the front of the conference room, confidently walking everyone through the finance department’s monthly performance.
“…which brings us to the third quarter expenditure projections,” he continued, clicking the remote.
My eyes stayed on the screen but my mind was somewhere else entirely.
“Pack your s**t up and move in.”
The memory of Xylon’s deep voice echoed through my head so clearly that I almost looked over my shoulder expecting to find him standing there again.
“I told you nothing from me comes for free.”
I pressed my lips together.
What was wrong with that man?
One minute he was in some confer
