"How about you give me your number and I can show you around sometime? You might need it to survive him. I'm a hell of a way to blow off some steam...day or night." He collected her phone before she had the chance to consent, talking away on her screen. "Sure." She spoke politely as I nearly snappe
"Lydia is leaving because she thinks I don't know she spends most of the company time shopping online, losing us money and clients. Anything she's told you is to save her own ass." I took a step even closer. "I do not fraternize with anyone I work with. Never have." I couldn't speak the second part
"Is this the part where you find some excuse to fire me?" She asked with a sigh. "No." I cleared my throat, rebuttoning the jacket of my suit, before offering her the reason I was at a distance today more than usual. "Is this to some storage locker where you keep all your really important files
Elodie's POV "Miss Carson..." The detective began, gauging my reaction from the second he entered the room. Despite the fact it was rather spacious with only the metal table and matching chairs at its center, it was still suffocating. Even if I was innocent, I felt knowing the details of Grey's lif
"I don't like this-" "Consider it a write-off for the convenience it is to have you close to the office." He used the key as I hesitated, pushing it open to reveal a modest apartment still too large for only me. A quick walkthrough showed three bedrooms and two bathrooms, a spacious living room, an
"I should want to turn you in or run to the farthest corner of this planet and instead all I can think about...is anything else. And before you try making me feel crazy or get arrogant about it, I know it's because of what you are not who. I don't know you well enough to actually like anything about
Grey's POV There wasn't a second of the night that my focus wasn't somewhere on her. By the time she closed the curtains soon after I left, I kept my attention to that pulse that acted as a monitor. I could hear its small influx as she continued to clean while hearing the mutterings she made muffle
Elodie's POV I fixated on the shadow hovering over me, more angered than frightened that Grey was right. But I didn't even have him to call to. Instead, I used a scream to try and hope one of my new neighbors would call for help. In the attempt, I was only pinned to the bed by a sharp talon of some