self to compartmentalize, pushing the phone call with Julian into a locked box in her mind and f

ument of glass and steel that scraped the Manhattan sky. The irony was b

s." The receptionist offered a bright smile. Chloe returned both wi

he 80th floor. Megan was waiting, h

a reassuring squeeze. "I

wer of her desk, she pulled out a crisp, white envelope. Her resignation letter.

o Robert Campbell in HR. Tell him I'

but Chloe's expression was firm

entral filing room again. Nothing. She closed her eyes, replaying her last actions with the document. She ha

voidable. The folder w

walked towards the heavy oak doors she

t, elegant scent of perfume hung in the air. It was a scent she didn't recognize. The room was i

k of financial reports, wa

. She crossed the room, grabbed

arring her. The blue folder slipped fro

magazine. She wore a Chanel suit the color of cream, her makeup was flawless, an

on of polite surprise. She bent down gracefully,

," she said, her v

her guard instantly up.

ere at Yale together. We're... very good friends." She paused, letting the words hang i