news on your f

lap. She didn't gasp or scream. She just stood there by the

d, her voice dropping

into her dashboard terminal. She expected to see a schematic or a financial leak. Instead, pixelated, leaked medi

murmured, her fingers tightenin

any whispered, her hands shaking as

xternal blast marks. The scans showed a microscopic device that had

triggered a localized chemical reaction, destroying his

row her laptop or shout. She just closed the screen, her breath

emotion. "They turned him into a mobile weapon so I couldn't prove anything. We're m

ee weeks wer

urnt copper wiring. There were no luxury amenities. Victoria spent her days on the metal catwalk abov

is hands were covered in carbon smudges, and he looked thoroughly sick of the

work lamps. "AdTech has a penthouse with heated floors. Right now, my toes

blet. "You have two weeks left, Gio

He grabbed a towel, wiped his hands, and

sted. He leaned against the railing near her, brin

glancing at her men before looking back at her. "And you loo

usiness," Victo

tone getting serious, dropping the playful corporate attitude. "If someone used

in your boardroom. You'

ray eyes locking onto his. The proximity was tense, but it wasn't a r

ed, "How I knew

do with that clinic's data," Victoria said s

smile. "My hands are clean. But hey, if it makes you feel better, I

the lower level, looking incredibly stres

ng framework is ready. We need to run the fina

" Giordano grumbled, turning

estless habit he'd picked up over the last week. Victoria watched him go. He wa

briefcase sat on the central table. It was fi

ng against the concrete. She looked at the finish

his arms crossed. He looked exhausted but proud of the machine. "Pe

riefcase. She looked back at Giordano, her face softening jus

stretching his back. "What about our dinner tomorrow at Aces and Ales? Are w

st one he'd seen in three weeks. "No paperwo