Watching Naomi's figure shrink into the distance, Ethan's fingers twitched at his side.
In the end, there was nothing he could do to stop her.
The second Naomi cleared the school gates, her phone rang.
Marcus.
She answered. "Hey. What's up?"
"You free right now? I want to run something by you the Blackwood-Sinclair partnership."
Naomi checked the time. "I've got a bit."
"Where are you? I'll swing by and pick you up."
She gave him her location and waited by the gate.
A few minutes later, a low-profile car rolled up. She recognized the plates instantly and climbed into the passenger seat.
Neither of them noticed Ethan, still lingering near the entrance, catch the entire exchange.
His jaw tightened as he watched Naomi disappear into Marcus's car, fingers curling into fists.
There
