I took the elevator down with a black umbrella. I wanted to close the gate myself.
The iron bars stayed locked between us. The lobby behind me was warm; rainwater ran around Julian's shoes on the other side.
“Chloe.” The rain nearly drowned out his voice.
He stepped closer and pressed one hand to the bars. “I was a fool. Everything that happened is my fault.”
He raised the wet file.
“The board is gone. The company is a shell, but I saved twenty percent. It's yours. All of it.”
His free hand searched his pocket. He pulled out a velvet box and nearly dropped it.
The diamond inside was too large for the narrow setting. Even under the security light, it threw white sparks across his fingers.
Julian went down on both knees. His trousers struck the wet asphalt, and the water soaked throu
