Chapter 44.

I walked out onto the serving floor again after what had just happened. People were eating, drinking, talking as if a man wasn't nearly killed in the back. Of course, they didn't know but I did.

Ashton was back at the table, probably getting a scolding from Katia. But his eyes were glued me the rest of the evening. I could feel his stare burn into my from every angle, wherever I was.

I was going to pay for this, I could sense it.

Katia was laughing, talking to Clint, but she seemed eery about something. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat and I wondered what it was that had her so squeamish. I knew that if she said the wrong thing, Ashton would explode. He doesn't take crap from anyone, especially when it came to me.

The dilemma however, was that he was doing everything he was doing in order to save me, to pro