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He nods. “Yes, ma’am.”
As he hurries to do what I asked, I call the PR director. “Send out a memo. Tell everyone to avoid the reporters.”
“Already done. But I’m not sure how we’ll control this. The reporters will still try to corner people. They’ll just do it out of sight.”
“I know.” I check my watch. “In the next hour, I want someone from PR to go downstairs and pretend to be surprised by the reporters. Be as clueless as you can and let them coax you into giving an interview.”
“What? You want us to tell them what happened today?”
“No.” I straighten my shoulders and walk determinedly to the elevator. “Steer the conversation towards our convention and Mr. Harrison’s Inventor of the Year award.”
“You want to use this for free publicity,” he says with quiet understanding and a little awe.
“If they want to write about Vision Tech, let’s give them something to write about.”
“You’re incredible, Nova.”
I shrug off the compliment. “Not every journalist will bite, but let’s see if we can control the story.”
“How many people do you want on this mission?”
“Three. More than that will look suspicious.”
“Got it.”
My head is throbbing even harder.
I really hope this day ends soon, but I have a feeling that my wish won’t be granted.
* * *
On the wayback to my office, I contact my acquaintance at the security company. Cell phone to my ear, I demand that they keep the security footage private.
“If I see any hint of what happened today on the news or on social media, I’m coming at you like a shark. We pay our lawyers a lot of money to be very ruthless. Do you understand?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Good.” I end the call and approach my office.
I’m surprised to see Adam waiting for me.
He and Rowan are still here?
I throw the door open, my heels clicking hard against the tiles. Adam spins and his brown eyes fall on me.
“Ad—”
“Don’t.” He marches up to me, steers me around and pushes me to sit in the sofa. His touch is warm and firm.
I squeeze my eyes shut, my headache easing as if his presence is a cure to my ailments.
“Adam.” His name escapes on an exhale, a relieved sigh. It’s distressing—that’s what it is. Just being around him helps my pinched nerves. And I can’t have that. I shouldn’t be relying so much on him when I’m leaving.
“Miss Nova, are you okay?” Rowan squeaks.
I startle and realize that Rowan is sitting in my office chair. He’s leaning forward and looks ready to rush over at a moment’s notice.
Adam’s voice is urgent. “Rowan, can you get Nova’s purse?”
