Chapter 55

Roman sat behind his desk at the office, the light coming in from the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him cast him in shadow to anyone entering the office. His phone was on silent, though his gaze kept flicking toward it every few minutes. He’d told himself that leaving Blair with his family was the smart move. Eleanor and Rose were both fiercely capable, but it didn’t make being away from her any easier. He was constantly worrying about her.

He should be focused. Peters had sent over a folder of updates that morning, and Roman had already skimmed the contents twice. No obvious threats. No strange activity flagged with her family. No signs of who might be targeting Blair. And yet, the pit in his stomach hadn’t gone away. So who the hell was doing this?

He scrubbed a hand over his face, frustrated. Whoever was behind this was careful. Too careful.

A knock at the door pulled him from his thoughts. Kara poked her head in. “Roman? The catering team confirmed they have arrived