My thoughts stayed on Wrenly and their news.I wasn’t surprised.They’d been mated for almost a year already.And I looked forward to cuddling my best friend’s cute new baby.
Why did I feel so off about the news then?
I realized I envied her.Not just her hard-won relationship, but the fearless way she’d pursued it on her terms.
A group of people standing outside the Steele building’s main doors caught my attention.At first, I thought they were a tour group or something, based on how they were standing together and talking.But then I saw the cameras.
Reporters?
I glanced around, wondering what story they were covering.
One of them shouted, and the next thing I knew, I was surrounded.
They crowded close and shoved their microphones at me.
“Ms.Elmantas, did you intentionally leak confidential Steele Corporation data?”
“Sources say you’ve been taking company files home with you.”
Data leak?What in the hell was happening?
“How long have you been selling information?”
“I never?—”
The reporters at the back pushed forward.Bodies pressed closer.
Fear wormed through me as I tried to leave and couldn’t.No one was moving.Just the opposite.
They crowded me more aggressively.
Trapping me.
Shouting their questions.
“Are you a corporate spy?”
“Who do you really work for?”
“Do you hold a grudge against Steele Corporation?Is that why you’re leaking data for free?”
“What?No, I?—”
A microphone hit my cheek—not hard, but enough for the danger to be real.
“Please move,” I said clearly, keeping the panic from my voice as I tried again to push my way forward.
No one listened.They kept jostling each other and me.
My fear climbed as more microphones thumped against me and each other.I shielded my face, barely hearing the continued barrage of questions.
“What’s your relationship with TAS Solutions?”
“Did you act alone, or were others involved?”
“Can you confirm whether the company has terminated your employment?”
Someone in front of me body-checked me hard into the person behind me.A woman let out an “oof” and pushed me forward, right back into the body that had collided with me first.