Nox
"They're watching her every move," Isaac reported.
I gripped the cell phone tighter as I leaned forward and placed my elbows on the desk—so much for concentrating on Demetri Enterprises. That was all right. Oren was in the office down the hall, doing what I should be attending to. For the first time I could recall, his help didn't seem suffocating or intrusive. As much as I'd always hated to admit it, my father did know the ins and outs of Demetri Enterprises. I didn't always agree with his tactics, but they were what had gotten this company up and running.
"Were you able to talk to her? Give her the cell phone?" My heart seized waiting the millisecond for his response. It was like the day she'd become mine through Infidelity, only a million times worse. I was supposed to be working then too, but the thought of her in that hotel room or in the car, knowing that Isaac had spoken to her...I couldn't not see her.