"Do you want to die?"
"Huh? I don't think so. Why?"
Suddenly, Ben's voice snapped me out of my reverie. I turned to find him glaring at me with genuine killing intent.
"What part of 'don't talk, just bow' did you not get, Layna?"
"You spoke first, though?"
"Duhuh? I didn't have a choice, did I? It's an unspoken rule not to board the lift if he's there! Didn't we tell you this?! What on earth were you thinking?!"
"I remember that you said that, but—he offered, so—"
"Even if he offers you the entire company, you just say f*cking no!"
It was a unified yell from the three of them. Patricia, Ben, and even the usually withering Tyler lashed out at me this time.
"Gosh, I just ate and I already feel dead again. That lift ride just took ten years off my life." Tyler slumped against a desk, looking pale.
