Chapter 135

Michael nodded. ‘I prepared these for Reginald Tierney and your uncles, but you ousted them before I could put the plans in motion. I was impressed. I thought you really could turn the company around, but...’ Elodie didn’t respond. Sensing her desire to stall, Michael continued, ‘Look, I’m not going to torture you. I don’t even know how to do that. But I do need you to sign the papers, or...’ He turned and walked out of the warehouse. A few minutes later, he returned carrying a jerry can. Without saying a word, he opened the jerry can and began pouring its contents onto the concrete floor in front of Elodie. The smell of gasoline filled the air, making her stomach churn. ‘Thirty seconds,’ Michael said coldly, holding up a lighter. Elodie’s heart jackhammered as she frantically tried to free herself from the ropes binding her hands and feet. But no matter how hard she tugged, they seemed to only tighten further. ‘You wouldn’t do this,’ she said, hiding the tremor in her voice. ‘You are