As the stranger moved farther into the flat, his piercing eyes locked on me, I froze, my pulse racing. He had a big build, a severe expression, and a calculating glance that made me shudder. His insignia shone in the little light, but it didn't provide any solace—it only proved that Neil had taken things farther than I had anticipated. Crestmont was pursuing me directly; they were no longer only engaging in a game of business strategy.
"Ms. Bennett, give me the information you stole from Crestmont, and we can wrap this up right here," he stated in a steady, menacing tone. Nobody else must get involved.
Ethan shifted defensively front of me, his body tensed. He said calmly but defiantly, "You have no right to come in here and make demands." "We'll file charges against you for trespassing if you don't leave."
