A fucking skinned rat that someone had given to Genevieve. Cresso tamped down the rage that flowed through him, threatening to rush to the surface. Genevieve didn’t deserve to receive the brunt of his anger. No, he would save that for whatever psychopathic idiot thought he could get away with doing something like this.When Genevieve trembled in front of him, he resisted the urge to pull her into his arms. That would only piss her off. “Is this the first package you’ve received?”“I…no. I mean, yes.” She wrapped her arms around herself and took a shaky breath. “I’ve gotten a handful of letters over the past several weeks, but never anything like this before.”“Do you have the letters with you?”She nodded and headed for her desk on the opposite side of the room. The way her hands shook when she opened her drawer just about killed him. She retrieved a thin stack of cream-colored envelopes and then made her way back to him. “There are a total of six.”He accepted the bundle from her, doing his best to ignore the blaze of shivering desire that crept through his body when their fingers grazed.
