Chapter 19

Hannah picked up the call almost instantly, her voice sharp with panic. "Finally! Where were you last night? You didn't answer my calls or reply to any of my messages. I thought you'd been abducted and dumped somewhere! If you still didn't show up by noon, I was going to pull people together and search the entire city!" A ridiculous image flashed through Genevieve's mind at once. She pictured a group of men in black bursting into the room, freezing at the sight of her and Tristan in bed, then shouting in perfect unison, "Ms. Whitfield!" Genevieve shuddered hard. "I'm fine. Something happened," she said quickly, cutting off the thought before it could go any further. "As long as you're fine." Hannah let out a sigh of relief. "But be careful. Zachary's lost it. He showed up at the studio this morning with a group, demanding to see you. He was out of control." "Did he get inside?" Genevieve's eyes turned cold. "Of course not. I had Kay bring people to block him. He didn't dare force