I looked at her. ‘You do realise I wasn’t the only one at that party? Even if I say nothing, other people talk.’
‘Except you and me, no one else from Nyx was at that party. They don’t run in that crowd. If you keep quiet, no one here needs to know a thing.’
‘Relax. I’ve got better things to do than rehash your embarrassing five minutes of fame.’
I made another attempt to leave, but Violet clearly wasn’t done with her one-woman paranoia parade.
‘As long as you don’t tell anyone I nicked the prototype, I won’t show anyone that little video of you going full WWE at the party. Fair?’
Oh. So we were doing blackmail now. Fun.
I stared her down. ‘You think I care if they find out I threw a punch?’
Yes, some people at Nyx liked me. Yes, I had work friends.
But they weren’t ride-or-dies, more like Monday-to-Friday lunch pals.
‘Go ahead and tell whoever you want. I’m not the one who stole from the company.’
Violet’s mouth twisted. ‘Of course you care. You looked like a lunatic, and I’ve got it
