ipsed by a raw, suffocating terror. He couldn't meet Elena's gaze, his
ping just inches from him. She looked down at
et register. "You are going to take the fall for everything. Every s
call a press conference. You will stand in front of the ca
rd. "That will destroy his reputati
n Elena's eyes hit Haylee like a physical blow, forcing th
be, Darron? A ruined reputation, or ten years m
his sides. The veins on the back of his hands bulged aga
begged, his voice cracking, sounding pathet
up her smartphone, and tapped the screen, bringing up the dia
abbing her wrist to stop her from pressing call. "Ok
of intense physical nausea hit her. She ripp
r desk and slowly, deliberately scrubbed the skin wh
ed it, and pressed the intercom but
in quickly, clutching a thick stack of papers.
onto the desk right in front of Dar
as a morally bankrupt, cheating liar. The edges of his vi
picked up a pen and signed his name at the bottom of the
nd Elena saw pure, unadulterated disgust in Haylee's eyes directed at Darron for bein
ook. She smiled a
again. "Security. I nee
s walked into the room. They flanked Darron
forward, his head hanging low like a defeated
efore she turned and practically ran out the door
cked shut. The room
looked down at the street below, watching the media v
inally loosened. She let out a long, hea
you get those account numbers?" sh
eless body in her past life, the girl who had taken a bullet meant for her. The
stepped forward and wrapped her arms around
a second, but then slowly wrapp
er. "I promise you," she whispered fie
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