She gets everything Roger has.”
“You can’t be serious!”
“I am. “Seriously, though… what’s this about?” He glanced at the only other person in the room besides Chloe. “Fuck! “Fine,” Karl sighed. “Who? She’s going to take you somewhere private where some friends can ask you questions specifically about my kidnapping.”
“I’m not going anywhere with you or any of your people,” Roger spat. She barely breathed as we exchanged gazes, her chest rising and falling fractionally as I invaded her personal space so thoroughly that our faces were an inch from each other at most. Chloe glanced back at me, giving me her patented, unreadable gaze, but still managed to communicate that she’d be back soon. “But I’m going to get some answers from you.”
“I’m not going anywhere with you,” Roger said sullenly. You want to collar me and make me kneel next to your little fuck toys? He opened his mouth to reply, but I cut him off.
