Ryan
My eyes snapped back to Kathryn's, who was now grinning like a f*****g deranged psychopath behind me. She had this look in her eyes that had me believing that she might have actually lost it.
Slowly I turned fully to face Kathryn, my back to Maya, who sat unmoving with her head lolled to the side like she was unconscious, which I suspected she was.
“Why do you have that woman tied up?” I asked slowly, my gaze trained on her as I tried to gauge her reaction.
She blinked several times, furrowing her brows in confusion like she didn't expect my reaction and question.
“What do you mean, Ryan? She stole and sold classified documents that belonged to your clients to his rival,” she seethed, glancing behind me briefly before meeting my gaze, and I chuckled.
“What's so funny?” she frown
