A week after the kidnapping, Melena stood outside the towering headquarters of Shiver Corp with her handbag clutched a little too tightly in one hand.
The building was ridiculous. Glass and steel stretched so high into the sky that it seemed determined to outgrow every other building in Hamilton. The morning sun bounced off its windows, making the entire skyscraper gleam.
Melena stared at the revolving doors. A small part of her wondered if she could still turn around and leave, but she quickly dismissed the thought. Zane Rider would definitely notice, and knowing him, he'd probably sue her into bankruptcy for breaching their agreement.
Beside her, Hazel folded her arms and studied her. "You look like you're about to attend your own execution."
Melena sighed. "It feels like it."
Haze
