From Trash to Titan
"I didn't want to be late," Hazel said, keeping her voice as calm as possible. She didn't mention that she’d been up since four in the morning, jumping at every sound outside her window, worried that it might be Brock and his brother coming to collect their money.
Or that the early bus was the only way she felt safe getting to the city.
Maxwell nodded once.
"Good," he said. "Come into my office."
Hazel grabbed her notebook and followed him. She watched him sit behind the massive desk that seemed to make him look even more powerful. She was still in disbelief that this was the same man she had dared to insult.