CASSIAN'S POV
I’ve seen fear, desire, and defiance on Nina’s face. But this? This is something else.
Her back goes rigid against my palm and I feel her take a step back.
Her eyes are wide and fixed on the grinning redhead.
“What's going on here?” My client shifts in his seat, a frown evident on his face, and I know we're seconds away from losing this deal.
“Nothing at all. Right, Nina?” I pat her back softly.
She glances up at me, eyes glazed over. She looks…scared. Terrified, even. Whoever this redhead is, she can't be good news.
I know I shouldn't, but I nudge Nina forward. She glares at me, but obeys and slides into the seat opposite my client.
I settle down and find myself face to face with the redhead whose glassy eyed gaze is now fixed on me.
“Shall we?” I say, voice
