Lokie stormed into George's study, boots thudding heavy against the polished floor. She zeroed in on him behind the massive oak desk, but before she could take another step, rough hands clamped down on both her arms.
The guards yanked her sideways, slamming her back against the cold wall. Her shoulder blades hit hard, knocking the air from her lungs for a second.
George sat there, perfectly still, a slow grin spreading across his face as he watched her twist against the hold. He tapped the pen once against the desk, then set it down with a soft click.
"Took you long enough," he said, voice low and even.
Lokie jerked forward, but the guards' fingers dug deeper into her biceps, pinning her in place. Her chest heaved, breath coming hot and fast through her teeth.
"f**k you," she spat. "W
