She paused, taking another deep breath. We re in this together. Mr. Riley s already got me in his sights, and if he comes for me, I m done for. You have to help me.

And if I don t? Gorman shot back, his tone as cold as ice.

Yana s face twisted with fury, her usual deference abandoned. You re going back on your word?

Rage boiling over, Yana snapped, If you won t protect me, don t blame me for throwing you under the bus to save myself.

Under the bus? Gorman latched onto her words, a cold smile curling his lips, never reaching his eyes. Besides Collin, who else are you planning to run to?

Linsey. Yana didn t back down. I don t know what s really going on between the three of you, but I do know one thing women hate being lied to. Push me, and I ll make sure Linsey learns the truth.

Gorman chuckled, but the sound was cold, his smile edged with menace. And do you have any idea what I might do if you push me too far?

Yana froze, her heartbeat pounding in her ears.

Before she could react, Gorman closed the distance between them.

What are you doing? Instinct screamed danger, and Yana stumbled back. I m warning you stay away, or I ll call the cops!

He acted as though he hadn t heard, his strides steady and unhurried.

Stay back. Yana s hand darted to her pocket empty. In her rush to find Gorman, she had left her phone behind in the car.

Then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Gorman reach for something on the desk.

Her gaze shot up. His right hand disappeared behind his back, a faint gleam catching the light.

A realization hit Yana like a bucket of ice water.

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Was that a knife?

Terror gripped her.

She spun, desperate to escape, but in her panic her foot tangled, sending her sprawling to the floor. Fresh chapters posted on find?novel.net

Pain lanced through her body, twisting her face in agony.

Gorman s footsteps didn t falter.

As he drew close, nearly towering over her, Yana s voice cracked in desperation. I was wrong!

Gorman stopped.

He looked down, his expression blank, unreadable.

Her heart raced, a frantic drum against her ribs. Yana pleaded, her voice trembling, Mr. Green, I swear I ll never tell Linsey. I ll take this secret to my grave. Please spare me.

And why should I believe you? Gorman asked, arrogance dripping from every word.

Tears threatened to spill as Yana forced herself to speak. You are far above me. I am nothing. To you, taking my life would be easier than crushing an ant. Unless I wanted to die, why would I ever dare to say anything?

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