this…”
Kyle looked at her like she was crazy. She didn’t like it. “Are you kidding? You can’t say you knew what you were getting into and then absolve yourself of what you found. You’re still part of the machine, whether you were knowingly doing the research or not.”
Kelly could feel the anger bubbling up inside of her again. It was like she was listening to her father berating her for her choices in life. She was done with that. She stood up. “Are you going to help me or not?”
“So what kind of help did you have in mind, exactly?”
“I want to give the files to the media and expose the truth of what Oak Tree is doing. Hopefully, by doing that, they’ll suffer the consequences, and I’ll be left alone.” Kelly had never imagined herself an evangelical standing for something she believed in. But there had been something about seeing the pictures that had been in the file that changed her forever. The images would haunt her dreams. Although she had tried to maintain a doctor’s reserve and not get emotionally involved when she thought about it, it had been difficult not to. A perfect example of allowing herself to get emotionally involved in her work despite her better judgment was standing in front of her.
“You’re not gonna stay at the Carlisle. It’s not safe. You’ll stay with me.”
“So you’ll help me?”
“I don’t know what I’m gonna do with you. Right now, you aren’t safe. We need to keep you safe until we figure out what we’re going to do next.”
“It’s my plan, and I’m going to do it regardless of what you think. I was hoping you might have some contacts for me. Beyond that, I’m not your problem.”
Kyle stepped towards her, and she took a step back. She was tall, but he was taller. He had a menacing look on his face that she couldn’t read. “You will stay here in this office until I’m done with work for the night. Then you’re coming with me back to my place. We won’t discuss this again.”
Kyle strode out the door. Kelly moved after him and then realized too late that the door was locked. She banged on the door with the palm of her hand, but there was no answer. She saw another door on the other side of the room and scurried towards it. She tried turning the knob, but it was locked too.
She was shocked and angry. He had locked her in a room like she was a child. She sat back down in one of the chairs with a huff. If Kyle thought that he was going to be able to treat her that way and get away with it, he certainly had another thing coming.
CHAPTER THREE
The rest of the night went by in a blur. Kyle went through the motions, but his mind was still locked in the office with Kelly. He knew that she was going to be pissed that he locked her in. But it was for her own protection. Now that he had even a small sense of what the score was, there was no way he was going to let her out of his sight.
Kyle had grown up in a military family. He had watched and listened to the deals going on between his father and his father’s counterparts when they thought they were alone. He enjoyed the thrill of sneaking out of his bed to eavesdrop on their meetings in his father’s office. What he had heard had frequently scared the shit out of him.
The fact that the door was usually cracked led him to believe that his father knew that he had been listening. General Albert Frost had not been kind or easy on his eldest son. It was as if there was a mold that he felt Kyle was supposed to fit, and Kyle never had. Until his transition, he had been a sickly child, prone to all sorts of the usual ailments. By the time of his first phase, it was as if his father had given up on him.
Kyle had gone into the military after finishing prep school anyway, still searching for his father’s approval. It was approval that had never come. He couldn’t remember the last time he had spoken to his father. He spoke to his mother, Eloise, on random occasions, and he always heard the