e politics at Knight Enterprises, she reacted on pure instinct, shrinking

ork. The company had originally booked business class tickets for Chas and the three interns. At the

ss," Bryn announced loudly, turning her smug gaze onto Alexys. "Sorry, Alexys, th

owing Bryn any favors. "No problem at all. Enjoy your flight," she replied

at the empty seats, Chas felt a flash of guilt toward Alexys, who had no family connections just like herself and had done most of the heavy lifting on the Sterling propo

first class. Cinthia immediately bragged in a loud voi

asked casually, "Where's Alexys? We're

esn't know her, so the airline only upgraded the three of us.

rk eyes turning cold as blades

d dangerously cold. "You really landed quite th

Alexys walking out of that dark restaurant stairwell flashed violently in her mind. The CEO

own the lead flight attendant, whipped out her personal credit card, and

r forward into the first-class cabin. Figuring Chas had paid out of pocket to smooth things over, Alexys o

g through the cabin air. He reclined his leather seat and closed his eyes to sleep, w

ars were waiting curbside for Evan, Bryn, and the others. Only Alexys stood beneat

d over and stopped beside her, keeping his voi

sir!" Alexys rattled off her standard corporate speak, dragging her suitc

eaned back against the headrest. The sweat from her sprint through the terminal had melted th

ared out the window at the glittering Manhattan skyline across

taboo behind everyone's backs. She remembered the very first day she interviewed at Knight Enterprises and saw Evan in the private elevator. Back then, she

pulled up outside her pre-war