Chapter 11

• “I- I have a resume…” her voice trailed off, the thought continued only by the finger she pointed toward the folder she had so painstakingly spent hours on. Roth wasn’t paying attention to that. Instead, he walked over to where she was sitting until he stood directly in front of her.
• “Get up.” His tone was commanding, and Clara felt her body jerk out of the seat before her brain could process what was happening.
• Looking at him in closer now, she saw that the magazines and pictures she had seen him in did not do him justice.