Chapter 38

• "Mr. Kent," she slowly called his name, making sure that her voice was measured and she sounded very respectful, "you do realize that he was trying to wish you luck, right?"
• Kent didn't slow down with his walk, but he turned to look at Roxy. His sharp eyes were looking into her own, and his expression was holding that of stern authority and exasperation. "Luck doesn't secure contracts in this line of business, Roxy."
• She bit her lip, her eyes bubbling beneath the surface. She didn’t know the next words to say to him.