Noreen's PoV
Never in my life had I been trembling all the way down to my little toes. And my whole body was cold.
The boss, ah, his name was Thiery Bradley, stood before me, towering like a statue, his hands on his hips, his gaze sharp and searching.
"You!" he hissed sharply. "Why are you here?"
I felt like saliva was stuck in my throat. I cleared my throat, clearing it and forcing back my momentarily lost courage.
"I'm the expert you've chosen to help with the project you're working on here," I answered smoothly, though my voice sounded a little hoarse. "My name--"
"Noreen Ellise Winchester," he cut me off. "I know."
Thiery narrowed one eye, then moved, walking slowly around me, as if I were an undressed mannequin needing to be checked for scratches.
Oh my gosh!
Goosebumps ros
