Page 47 of The High Priestess

I’m in no state to get involved with a woman.

This is only a temporary arrangement.

One excuse after another pops into my mind as we ride up to the third floor, where there are offices and a team of staff who keep track of everything happening in the underbelly of crime.

The doors open, and when Cassia steps out first, my eyes drift down her back only to stop on her ass.

Christ, Knight! Get your shit together.

Clearing my throat, I glance around us and stay slightly behind her.

We walk into an area where the walls are covered in monitors showing a variety of information.

The manager quickly hurries toward Cassia. “It’s so good to see you back on your feet, Miss Dimitrou. I heard about your loss. My condolences.”

“Thank you.” Cassia lifts her chin. “I’ve been told survivors from my organization were informed to gather in Chile. Can you tell me where?”

“Of course.”

We follow him to a desk and watch as he types something into the system before saying, “They’re in a safe house near Puerto Aguirre.”

“Give me the address,” she orders. After the manager hands her a note with the details on it, she asks, “Can you arrange a yacht for me?”

“Yes. What time would you like to depart?”

“In thirty minutes.”

“I’ll make sure the yacht is ready for you.”

“Thank you.” She gives him a professional smile, then turns around and walks back toward the elevators.

When she presses the button for the top floor, I ask, “Are you meeting with the other members?”

“Yes. I sent them all a message after getting out of the shower.”

Concerned about her health, I ask, “Are you good to travel?”

“Yes.”

“Just don’t overdo it.”

Her eyes flick to me. “I took the extra time you insisted on and stayed in the hospital. I need to get to work, or I’ll lose everything. Don’t get in my way.”

I nod even though I know it’s going to be difficult standing still on the sidelines and not jumping in to help her.

Chapter 16

CASSIA

When we step out of the elevator on the top floor, I start feeling bad about how I just spoke to Knight.

I take a few steps toward the boardroom before turning around to look at him. “I didn’t mean to snap. I’m sorry.”

He glances around the area before locking eyes with me. “I’m just looking out for your health. You can’t take over the organization if you end up in the hospital again.”

“I know. You’re right.” A smile tugs at my mouth. “I promise, I feel fine. I won’t overdo it.”

When he nods, I look at the open door to the boardroom. “You’ll have to wait outside again.”

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