Fifty-Three

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Emily Harper My heart sank as I felt the color drain out of my face. A million questions ransacked my brain. Why was she here? Did she hear about my transfer to Rye's office? Did Rye tell her something? Shaking my head, I felt as if I was standing in front of a lioness as she eyed her prey. For some unfathomable reason, I knew that I was in a lot of trouble, and I had no escape plans. No negotiations. Nothing. I didn't say anything but remained rooted to the spot. I felt paralyzed as if my feet had transformed into cement blocks. I bit my bottom lip and held my breath as I watched her march toward me. "Miss Dupont, I...." I stumbled, trying to find words to make a run for it. I backed away from her but hit the wall. I tried to slip between the elevator doors but she grabbed my wrist and

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