C22 CHAPTER TWENTY TWO

With as little bending as possible, she slipped her other shoe on, then straightened. She’d fully expected to see Lodestone’s gaze on her, perhaps amusement in his eyes, but he’d walked to the other end of the conference room and opened a control panel on the wall.

“Do you have a PowerPoint?” he asked without looking at her.

“Yes.” Mandy was prone to stuttering her y’s