Isla POV

I stood outside the boardroom, waiting.

Through the glass panels, I could see the board members taking their seats. The Chairman sat at the head of the table, his cane propped against the arm of his chair. Lucian sat beside him, a folder open, pen in hand.

Lucian didn't look up when I entered, his eyes stayed fixed on his notes, his expression blank in that way I had come to recognize. The way he looked at strangers. The way he looked at people he didn't want to see.

I pushed the thought aside. I needed to focus.

I took my place at the end of the table....