ecutive floor of Meyers Medi

steppe

ed Sarah who usually greeted Anaya

l gray pencil skirt, the modest silk blouse, the l

she w

fitted, with a neckline that was professional but unapologetic. H

Mr. Meyers is... he's in a mee

ah," Anaya said, not breaking

e glass doors to the CEO'

panoramic view of Manhattan. The modern art.

his phone-likely at her text message. He hadn't blocked her access yet; he p

egs crossed, leaning in close. She was laughing at someth

eau was

against the wall m

e looked stunned-by the dress, by the intrusion, by the sheer fire r

is this? You turn off your phone? You send me

cending smile. "Oh, Anaya. We were just talking about you. Barrett was just

peated, her voice steady a

card and the key to the executive safe from her purse

effective immedia

tall, imposing. He used his physical pr

ou signed a contract. You have a non-compete. And frankly,

She looked up at him

e saw was the man who would lock her in a room to

one, B

's clear you have... strong feelings for Barrett. But we're all adults her

lou

woman was beautiful, polish

erupted into the room, loud and genuine. She laughed unt

fusion. They had expected tears. They had expecte

usy?" she said, shaking her head. "Adele, you can hav

froze. Her f

houted, slamming h

alked toward the door, her red

called out, st

"Darling, let her go. S

didn't turn around. She spok

ight want to audit the Townsend logistics subsidiary. Specifica

e room was instan

life. The embezzlement. The fraud Adele was hiding

ele's sharp in

the door an

arrett pulling his arm away from Adele,

sun hit her face. She took a deep breath. The air tasted lik

buzzed in

nced at

ng for money. Ju

nditioned response to fix everything for

lined t

hand and hail

lady?" the

tons," An

s this weekend at Barrett's estate. Her passport and a stash of emer

s going to burn the bridge so thoroug