Chapter 18

Genevieve POV

Genevieve let Laura Stone wait outside her office for eleven minutes.

Long enough to unsettle her. Not long enough to make the tactic obvious.

When the private office phone finally rang, Genevieve answered without looking away from the financial file spread across her desk.

“Yes?”

“Ms. Frost, Miss Stone is here.”

“Send her in.”

She closed the folder and placed it neatly beside her laptop.

A few seconds later, the door opened.

Laura entered wearing a dark wool coat over professional black trousers, her leather handbag hooked over one shoulder. She looked tired rather than frightened, as Genevieve had expected from a woman who had taken a red-eye flight from Jackson Hole, Wyoming and believed she had been summoned to discuss the Sterling Media adaptation.

“Genevieve.”

“Laura. Thank you for coming.”

“I didn't realize I had much choice after your assistant called three times.”

Genevie