The silence stretched between them like a blade. Charlotte's security team was ready to either arrest him or make him disappear permanently.
'Jesus,' Charlotte thought. 'He really knows something. What an elaborate psycho.'
For the first time in weeks, she felt something that might have been hope although wrapped in insanity of this elaborate psycho. All those sleepless nights, all those board meetings where she felt like a complete fraud... maybe there was actually a way out of this nightmare.
'Though if this is my knight in shining armor, the universe has a seriously twisted sense of humor. Could've at least sent someone who looked like Chris Evans instead of... whatever this is.'
She shook her head, annoyed at her own superficial thoughts. 'Focus, Charlotte. This might be your lifeline.' Or just the universe just playing with her.
"You have impressive intel," she said finally. "But intel doesn't solve technical problems."
