Catherine stood up from the bed and closed the gap between them with her fingers interlocked behind. She twisted her neck and chuckled slightly into Jones's face.
“And who do we have here?” She asked, her face dancing in mischief. “I thought you would never come. Let me guess, your master has sent you here to devour me.”
“It's worse than that, Catherine. What game are you playing?” Jones's thick voice hung in the air, echoing through the room. “You have chosen the wrong path, Catherine.”
“And what is that?” Catherine asked with a smirk. “Tell me, Jones? What path is that? I bet you're surprised to see me here. You thought you had won with that little act you put up back at the office. It seems you must have underestimated me as a weak girl but guess what, I call the shots around here a
