CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
"So Miss Rhodes, what can I do for you?”
Should she just say, jump off the cliff and be done with it? As the craggy faced worm who’d tried to arrest her yesterday, eased down into the wooden chair on the other side of the desk, Destiny did her best to do the same.
Before anyone even asked her where Touse was, Touse had shown her in here. But she bit her tongue and fixed on her tranquillest stare. A problem halved, remember?
“Oh, it is more what I can do for you.”
Because it was.
“Really? And what’s that precisely?”
At least give this man his due, there wasn’t so much as a flicker in his eyes as he apprised her, it made it easier to face him coolly when yesterday’s humiliation still scorched her hair roots, given she hadn’t expected to be facing him at all.
“The Cleanser.” She swallowed her rising gorge, the alarm that would have taken her by the throat otherwise. “What, if anything, do you know of him?”