Chapter 20

“And where are you coming from?” A voice from behind asked. Renata knew who it was, it was a voice she had gotten used to. She froze on the spot as the voice made her tremble and she couldn’t move a muscle.  “I asked a question,” the voice came again, but this time she could hear the click of his shoes against the polished floors of the hallway leading to her office. Slowly, she turned to meet Domingo's stone-cold eyes. His hands were in the pockets of his gray pants, and, as usual, he was wearing a black shirt with tiny white strips. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his tattooed hands. “I… got caught in traffic,” she mumbled. He looked at her for a while, but he didn’t buy whatever she had just said and Renata knew that. “Come with me.” “Domingo…” “To my office. Now.” She knew there was no room for arguing. Not with that tone. Her legs trembled as they walked down the hallway to his office. When they entered his office, he closed the door behind him, he did