s came the

rst prenatal appointment under a false name. It was a brief, hopefu

all professional courtesy. "Penthouse conference

in her stomach. S

f the table, his face dark as a storm cloud. To his right sat Mitch Kellogg, the head of Mergers an

door, Mitch slammed a thick dossie

lden!" he roared,

r acquisition. Several key financial fi

thirty percent off. Thirty percent! Cade Wexler's team called an hour ago. They'

ng. They were wrong. Completely wrong. The

and sharp as shattered glass. "The data

illed eyes toward Jodi. "I just did what you said. You said it was the final version. I forwarded it straight

ce. The USB drive. The

sinking. "The data was altered. T

ct me to believe that a new assistant, here for only her second day, managed t

e... she seemed very upset when she gave it to me. She said som

deeply malicious. Jodi had sa

d, needing a scapegoat. "This could cost us b

on creeping into her voice. "My server

lared you were leaving? After you publicly humiliated me? Do you thin

woman who had shared his bed for five years. He saw a

ak. It turned to dust. He

ly before her. His presence was suffocating. He reached out a

he said, his voice low and ter

touch leaving a col

"Three days to fix this. To ge

ng the impossibl

you are charged with corporate espionage and commercial fraud. I will spare no expense

liberately wiped the fingers that had touched h

to the door, his hand

id without looking back, "you a