He nodded like a metronome.
"If my brother asks, the test was a wash. Run a fresh panel next week and bring those results directly to me." I tapped the folder against my palm. "Are we clear?"
"Crystal, sir."
I tucked the file under my arm and walked out.
In the privacy of my own elevator, I let myself look at the report one more time. Then I closed it.
Catherine first. Then Ronald. Then I would put this back into Damian's hands. In that order. Not a minute sooner.
He was going to hate me for it.
I could live with that.
***
Kate's POV
I came back into my body face down on the carpet.
Cold fibers against my cheek. A dull throb behind my eyes, pulsing in time with my heartbeat. The right side of my neck burned where the needle had gone in.
I blinked the room into focus one slow in
