Chapter 21 The Interrogation
- Amelia’s POV
- I sit in the conference room at seven-fifteen AM, my coffee untouched, my stomach churning with dread.
- James Hartwell sits at the head of the table. To his right, three executives from Crane Enterprises—sharp suits, sharper expressions, watching me like predators sizing up prey. I don’t know their names. Didn’t know they’d be here.