Vanessa Price froze, her manicured fingers halting mere inches from the heavy brass handle of the boardroom door. Slowly, she turned back around. Her wide, panic-stricken eyes darted between the three people in the room, finally landing on Sloane. The absolute authority radiating from the woman she

The elevator ride down to the executive parking garage was enveloped in a comfortable, heavy silence. Sloane leaned back against the mirrored wall of the carriage, her eyes closed, allowing the adrenaline that had fueled her for the past forty-eight hours to finally begin to ebb. The faint, mechanic

The morning air was crisp and brilliantly clear, carrying the faint, metallic scent of fresh excavation and the promise of a new season. Sloane stood at the edge of the sprawling construction site, the wind gently catching the hem of her tailored, emerald-green power suit. The physical remnants of h