Chapter Twelve: Victor Black
Kylie stared at Nolan.
“The reason my father sent me here?”
Nolan didn’t answer immediately.
Which was answer enough.
Rain still tapped softly against the windows of the office while tension thickened between them like smoke. Whatever vulnerability existed moments ago had vanished completely.
The walls were back.
Higher this time.
Stronger.
Nolan grabbed the folder from the desk abruptly and moved toward the door. “Stay here.”
Kylie blinked in disbelief. “Oh, absolutely not.”
“Kylie.”
“No.” She followed him into the hallway immediately. “You do not get to drop cryptic billionaire-threat information on me and then disappear dramatically.”
His jaw tightened as they walked. “This doesn’t involve you.”
“That sentence stopped being true around the time
