I practically ran toward the elevators.
All I wanted was to collect my things and go home.
My hands shook as I repeatedly pressed the call button, silently urging the elevator to arrive faster.
Come on... Please.
The doors finally slid open.
I stepped inside, pressed the button for the executive floor, and let out a slow breath.
For the first time since leaving the gym, I was alone.
Or so I thought.
A polished dress shoe stopped the doors from closing.
A man stepped inside.
I didn't recognize him.
Judging by the smile on his face...
He recognized me.
He leaned casually against the handrail.
"Are you Blair Atcher?"
I nodded without enthusiasm.
"Mr. Parker's assistant?"
"Yes."
I frowned.
"You didn't press a floor."
"I'm going where you are."
His smile widened.
"I'll kee
