Chapter 70

• Back at the penthouse, I forced myself to take a breath and regain my composure. It wasn’t easy—especially after the whirlwind of the past few hours—but I had to.
• Despite being promoted to head of acquisitions, I was still sharing a modest penthouse with Cynthia, Bun, and Travis. The only real difference was the two extra cashmere blankets Rafael had sent over from Tower City. I assumed it was his way of acknowledging the team's efforts, without drawing too much attention to it.
• Bun and Travis, being men, had their own space, separated by a partition in the middle of the suite. It wasn’t ideal, but at least it gave us some semblance of privacy while we took care of ourselves—changing, tending to our injuries, and trying to recover from the day’s battle.