Chapter 45

• Crystal's POV
• Jackson carefully and quietly managed to untangle himself from me and get out from under the desk. I watched as he brushed a hand down his suit, smoothing it out. He held a hand up to me, silently telling me to stay where I was.
• My father's attention must have been on the door that swung shut and locked itself. I could hear him messing with the door handle and swearing to himself when he couldn't get it open.