Adrian said t

around. "City Hall? Why a

ue light of the screen illumina

said, as casually as if

nse for

e turned his head slowly, hi

e," he said. "We'r

ough the Manhattan traffic

?" she choked out. "Mr. Clemons, this i

back to his tablet. "I need a signature on a piec

er seat, turned around and slid a t

but firm. "This is a temporary Non-Disclosu

Her hands were shaking so

eavy with promise, "the deal with your brother is void. And I will sue you f

It wasn't the grand steps where happy couples took ph

o," Adri

to keep up with his long strides

waiting at a small counter in a private office. He

clerk stammered. "E

ll talk. He just tappe

marriage license

was in a fever dream. The smell of o

ed, looking at Cinthia. He saw the te

opened h

st looked at her. It was the same look a wolf gives a rabbit b

e in her throat. "Yes," s

heavy, like a lead weight. Sh

hers for a millisecond, and she felt him flinch. He s

tamped it.

't wait for the certificate.

d and wa

led out, running af

. Adrian stopped with his

o back to work. Or whatever it is you do. Don't think bein

nked. "Go b

s will dro

lls Royce. "I have a meeting.

the heavy door slammed shut. The Rolls

nding on the sid

ncoln sedan that had pulled up behind the Rolls

He didn't know. He genuinely didn't know she worked in hi

id softly. "I

into t

es asked from t

wer," Cinthia sai

view mirror. His eyebrows shot

tive Assistan

t. He didn't smile, but his eyes

Adrian. He was a good assistant. H

d. It was bare. No ring. Just a fai

. To a stranger

o back to his office