Chapter 31
Elsa stood in the doorway with the karaoke still in her hands like it might bite her.
Nate did not look at Elsa. He looked at Emilia.
“What else.”
The newsroom clock ticked. A phone rang two desks over and died. Emilia’s wolf wanted to drop her eyes. She did not.
“Not here,” she said.
Nate’s laugh was short and ugly. “That is becoming your whole personality.”
“There is an intern in the hall and Vanessa already put that clip in a council folder. I am not unpacking first-year karaoke next to the copy machine.”
Elsa set the printouts on the nearest empty desk, face-down. “I can leave.”
“Stay with those,” Emilia said. “Do not let her walk back in here.”
Nate’s jaw worked. For a second she thought he would refuse. Then he nodded once, the captain nod, the one that meant he
