C23 You're just not what we're looking for

When Roxanne stepped feet into the room, one thing and one thing only continued to ring in her head.

"Run, you do not belong here."

Roxanne fought to steady her gaze on one thing in particular, but it was hard. This office was the definition of exquisite.

High and white polished walls, a rich mahogany wooden table that curved at both ends. At the other end of the table