Katherine marched toward Zane’s office, her fingers clenched into fists. The gleaming plaque on the door bore his name in bold letters — Zane Costello. Without bothering to knock, she twisted the handle and shoved the door open with a loud bang.

The men inside the office turned toward the intruder in alarm, but Zane quickly dismissed them with a casual wave of his hand. Katherine ignored the others as they exited, locking eyes with the man who’d summoned her fury.