"Felix."
"Yeah?"
"Thank you."
"Don't thank me. Thank me by surviving Thursday and telling me the story afterward. I want every detail. Every twitch of her eye. Every power move. I will bring popcorn to the retelling." Felix released my arm and returned to his lunch. "Also, if she murders you, I get the Lexus."
"The Lexus belongs to the Valentine family."
"Then I'll negotiate with them. I'm very charming."
I almost laughed. Almost. But my phone buzzed, and the screen showed a notification that dropped the temperature in my chest by several degrees.
An email. From Miranda Chen, Mrs. Valentine's personal assistant.
Subject line: THURSDAY MEETING, CONFIRMATION AND PROTOCOLS.
I opened it.
Mr. Angelo,
This message confirms your meeting with Mrs. Camille Ashford-Valentine at Valentine Holdings, 41st Floor, Conference Room A, on Thursday, November 14th at 3:00 PM EST.
