“And, just how do you decide who makes the cut?” I asked, my tone sounding far calmer to my ear despite the blood boiling in my veins.
Claudia rolled her eyes, not even bothering to look at me. She may not have thought I was worth her time, but I was sure as heck gonna make sure she paid attention from this point forward.
I smacked the foot she’d draped over the chair, knocking it back to the floor and causing her eyes to widen as she said upright. Placing my hands on either side of her chair, I drug it until we were inches apart and I was sure she could see my pearly whites as I gritted them at her.
“Claudia, this is your area of expertise—the place that you shine. Enlighten me.” I glanced at Tamryn to see whether she would intervene, but she settled back into her seat.
“Fine,” Claudi
