22 Bronson

Her eyes water but I ignore her outburst. I didn’t become the most powerful businessman by giving out empathy left and right. A sudden heaviness lands hard on my chest as the images of Nicole beaten and bruised enters my mind. She didn’t ask for any hand outs and yet I’m giving her more kindness than I’ve ever shown any else.

Shaking my head, ridding my thoughts to leave me, I nod my head at Bethany and wait as she does the same before retreated from my office. Once she’s gone, I take out my phone and send Rand a message. I didn’t want Nicole alone today, not after what that piece of sh*t did to her last night, so I had Rand keep an eye on her today. My fingers type quickly as I send Rand my first slew of messages about Nicole Myers.

Me: How is she?

Rand: Swimming sir. She seems to love the pool as much as you do.