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Court Tomorrow
“You don’t have to go, you know?”
“I do.” Kane said flatly.
I said nothing. Unsure what to say.
“It is absolutely about protecting you.” He read my thoughts. “But it’s more than that.”
I waited. Intrigued.
“The way he treats people in this office is deplorable. Threatening, groping, demeaning. Now woman deserves that.”
For the first time, it dawned on me that he was right.
I’m not the only one he sexually harassed.
It was how Logan had often coaxed women to his bed. But not every woman in the Chase and Walker departments was a whore.
So, how many could he have tried to bully into his bed. My eyes widened and my stomach got a little sick.
Perhaps, I was to blame for that. My silence, for fear of Logan kicking me out of the company, might’ve exposed other woman to Logan’s shit treatment.
Kane was reading my features. Something he was getting rather good at.
“Don’t you dare
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