Chapter 5

I pulled my hand free from his grip, my voice cold.

“I’ll say it one more time—we’re done. So whatever I do is none of your business.”

Ethan had lived twenty-eight years and never been the one left behind. This time, he actually had.

His first reaction was panic. I’d already made it a good distance before he snapped out of it.

He grabbed the nearest coworker and fired questions at several people, getting nothing useful. He pulled out his phone and dialed his assistant.

“Find out where Claire is going. Who has she been in contact with? Did she get any job offers? I want everything.”

His assistant worked fast. By evening, the information was on his desk.