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He never did.
FORTY-TWO
PRESENT DAY
TRAVIS
The following afternoon
Las Vegas, Nevada
The words “Will Travis Carter Avenge His Loss?” stared at me from a giant screen in a Tom Ford fitting room, but my fight was the last thing on my mind.
I can’t believe Tatiana left Vegas without telling me goodbye…
A tailor measured my wrists for the umpteenth time while others discussed the day’s events.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
“I specifically said no visitors until I’m finished.” The tailor groaned. “I was promised a full private session.”
“It’s probably Mr. Carter’s handler,” someone said. “That’s the only way he could’ve gotten past security.”
“Fine then.” He waved at the doorman. “Let him in, please.”
I glanced at the door, expecting to see Ralph, but it was Madeline.
"Yes, Miss Dawson?” I asked.
"Fuck you."
The room instantly fell silent.
“Yes, I said that and I meant every word.” Her voice cracked. “Fuck. You. Travis.”
“I need everyone except Miss Dawson to leave,” I said. “Now.”
The staff disappeared within seconds, leaving rustling papers in their wake. The tailor left a pin stuck in my skin.
“I’m assuming that you’re having some type of mental crisis,” I said. “Otherwise, we have a problem.”
"You gave me a terrible reference." Tears fell from her eyes. “I know I embellished my resume, but was I that terrible of a publicist for you? Did I fail your brand that miserably?"
“No, Madeline."
"The first company literally said, ‘We don't feel comfortable hiring you, due to what Mr. Carter told us.’ The second company didn’t give me any reason. They simply said, ‘You should talk to Mr. Carter,’ i.e., you screwed me over.”
“That wasn’t my intention.”
“Oh, I’m sure it wasn’t.” She hissed. “You're letting me go after your big fight anyway, so I don’t understand how you could do this to me.”
“Because I tend to be a very selfish person when it comes to certain things in my life.”
“This isbeyondselfish, more selfish than what you did to Tatiana.” She scoffed. "So, if you don't mind, when my next potential client calls—”
"I'd like to keep you on my staff and let you run the PR for my other companies as well,” I said. "I told every CEO who asked for a reference that they were wasting their time because I was willing to double whatever they offered you. I’m not the sharing type and I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you."
She blinked a few times. “Oh.”
