Her fingers dug into the cardboard sleeve of

breath. "My god. He is an abs

ht. She turned on her heel and marched directly tow

glass-enclosed main conference room. She

a secure notification popped up on his screen. His dark eyes narrowed a fraction of an inch as he read the encrypted message from his head of securit

btle nod. It was time to begin her pi

jacket. She plugged the HDMI cable into her laptop,

was steady, loud, and confident as she det

sed weeks of sleepless nights, meticulous planning, and i

nodded in slow approval. They were c

nal slide, a beautiful rendering of the resort at sunset

fell over the room. Everyone

is tablet. His face was an impen

om silver pen. He tapped the met

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hoed like a countd

ng through the room, "is overly idealistic, financial

shock rippled through her nervous system. Her chest

ing. "The eco-friendly angle is exactly what the Gold

p as a razor. "Clients do not know what they want

er cost analysis. He pointed out three minor budget flaws in rapi

her chairs. The nods of approval vanished, replaced by

his hand flat on the cover and slid

, nearly falling into Breanne's lap. He re

," Gabriel commanded, looking at the department he

is suit jacket with one hand an

eanne standing alone at the projector, her

rushed over, offering sympathetic,

e and jerky. The power cord snapped against the table. Fur

eryl. Her voice trembled vi

ed the rejected folder and threw it violent

ed blindly at her blank monitor. A massive, su

f her pocket. She opened her pr

the digital keyboard, shaking