Raven's POV
Raven closed her laptop with an exhausted sigh. It was the third day of her confinement in the penthouse. The day was winding down, and she was crawling out of her skin.
She had been working from “home"—home being coded for the guest room of Kade's luxurious penthouse. There was a weighty desk in one of the suite's side rooms, and she'd set up a private command center there, where Kade delivered her daily files from the office. Which he, of course, could still go to.
This wasn't the way she'd expected to be invited to spend longer than a single night in the luxury of Kade's penthouse. But to be honest, she couldn't complain about the amenities. It was the captivity she couldn't stand.
After Burt Johnson's death, Kade had been managing fallout with steely calm. The news had
