Chapter 144 Something In The Way

• Agnes
• Elijah’s grip on my wrist was firm as he pulled me out of the design department. My heart hammered against my ribs, not knowing what to expect. Was he angry? Had he seen the article? Had Olivia done something else?
• The blood from my pricked finger trailed down my palm, warm and sticky. Without a word, Elijah led me down the corridor and pushed open the door to the nearest bathroom. I stumbled in after him, surprised and confused.