a cup of coffee. "Mr. Knight, sorry for the trouble. Now that the news blew up, we h

but the guy was a master of wiping his tracks-every shady takeover he pulled was airt

ars ago-he was now messing with Helvaria's core industries and stepping on Knight Group

y getting that old fox just where he wanted-only to

she stole the file?"

recently, posed as a journalist and used the alias Alice Bennett to apply for a clerical job at your firm. Earlier today, she slipped into your office during the s

the edge slightly. Of course she knew the passw

he was these last four ye

got a totally clean record in the States. Looks legit. But creating a

d out who's been hiding her a

than Morgan cut in, clearly worked up. "That wo

. That 'back then' was

blew up our entire operation! I say we pick her

ow, everyone's gonna pin it o

fury. "She's Richard Southern's little sister-

gives us leverage over him. Just get someone to keep watch on her, th

The chief will

of his nose, clearly worn out. She was right there in front of him, alive and real.

bar was buzzing with

around the table, deep int

ssica. No one could remember how m

what's the real story with you and President Knight? First love, you said!

onestly, how many shots had

s and knocked back another gulp

gnancy. Her dad, totally obsessed with her mom, blamed her for it all. If he could've, he probably

om... it was Alan who rais

t. Everyone leaned in, af

, we were sharing a bed. At five, he told me that when I grew up, he'd marry me. At ten, he stole my first kiss. And at fifteen, he

years of a gut-wrenching first love

at his heart. He gripped her hand tight

wall. A cold, intimidating man stormed in, his mere

astic laugh. "Jessica, how come you didn't tell the whole story? When you were ten-you're t