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My brows furrow. "Why can't we be in the meeting room?"

"It's a closed meeting," he says.

Dimitri comes forward, purposefully standing before me as he faces Gage. "She is the one that has found the most shred of proof here against Alek. I think she deserves the right to be in that meeting if it's about this project."

Gage grits his teeth slightly, coming toe-to-toe with the man I adore. "And I think you should stand down. I can have you and her sent to a federal holding cell if you'd like, or I can let you hang out in the breakroom where there are some donuts and coffee. Choice is yours."

I know Dimitri is frustrated, and I am a little bit too, but it's not worth getting tossed into a cell. I pull him back until he concedes, coming with me as a petite woman points me in the direction of the break room. There's a table full of fresh breakfast pastries, more than just donuts, and there's a long line of coffee dispensers and mugs.