Romano's POV
I glided closer to where Elena stood behind Mr. Toreto and stealthily pulled her a few feet away.
“What?” Her voice snapped with frustration. I pinned her with a stern, silent look, and she flinched. “Sorry,” she mumbled.
“Why are you here?” I demanded. She only arched an eyebrow, her silence a clear question: Why should it matter to you?
“This has nothing to do with my work with you. This is my official work.” She refused, making me scoff. She was clearly letting me know I didn’t have a right to know about it.
“You aren't ready to tell me?” I retorted. She sighed in raw annoyance.
“I can’t tell you. This is strictly confidential.”
“You are left with no choice,” I said, my gaze boiling into hers, holding her eyes in a threatening lock.
“Fine…” She sighed again. “How d
