Aziel never touches me.
Caius grabs my arm first and pulls me sharply behind him.
Security tackles Aziel to the ground, three of them holding him down.
The knife clatters loud and hard on the tile floor.
My palms are damp with sweat.
Caius's hands were shaking too. He looks me over from head to toe. "Are you hurt?"
I shake my head firmly. "No."
He steps closer, voice tight with worry. "Truly?"
I meet his gaze, steady and sure. "Truly."
He still looks deeply unsettled.
Aziel struggles on the floor, shouting, "Riley, none of you will get away with this!"
The police arrive quickly.
Lobby cameras show everything clearly, threatening me with a weapon in public.
This is no longer an internal company matter.
This is a criminal case.
As he is led away, Aziel looks back at me.
No lo
