But I can’t ignore it anymore.
“It wasn’t a date,” Nikolai barks. “I was there to gatherinformation. Belle knows too much.”
The word flashes in my head, a neon warning sign telling meto turn and run.
“I have to get out of here,” I gasp, trying to convince my legsto get with the program.
My body feels off balance. Panic constricts my lungs, and Ifeel like I’m running in a nightmare, my feet trudging throughquicksand.
The conference room is straight ahead. I need to hold my shittogether until I can grab my laptop and then I can get out ofhere. Away from the murderous businessman.
Fuck, how did I not see it sooner? He kidnapped Elise. He toldme he is God in this city. Why didn’t I listen?
He said I know too much. Does that mean he plans to shut meup? H
