The Vance mansion was a warzone of ringing phones and shattered egos.

"What do you mean the core code is erasing itself?!" Julian screamed, pacing the length of their massive living room. He threw his empty scotch glass against the stone fireplace, where it shattered into a hundred glittering piec

The leather seats of the sleek black town car were cool against Clara Vance’s back, a stark contrast to the absolute inferno raging inside her right ear.

Parked three blocks away from the towering glass monolith of Aura’s headquarters, Clara sat in perfect stillness, listening to the live audio fe

The heavy glass doors swung open with a muted *whoosh*, sucking the air out of the room.

Every head at the massive mahogany table snapped toward the entrance. Evelyn’s jaw dropped. Richard froze with his reading glasses halfway to his face. Marcus Thorne sat casually at the far end of the table, s