ough the blinds of Ansley'
Aura Aerospace were scattered all around her. She rubbe
ison reports and shoved them
kin was pale and dark circles bruised the skin under her eyes. She turned on t
resses Emery had bought her over the years. She reached to the
bun at the base of her neck. She uncapped a tube of dark, blood-
r of black stiletto heels. They
r car keys and
r across the street from the Aegis Grou
ssive, all-glass skyscraper pierced the clouds.
and stepped out. She walked across the crosswalk
eavy revolving doors and
ing. Hundreds of people in expensive suits rushed past
ht. She walked directly to t
uniforms stood behind the counte
oward a blonde receptionist. "I am here representing Aura Aerospa
rd. Her fingers tapped lazily on her
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le. She pointed a manicured finger toward a waiting area in t
h desperate startup founders. Some of them looked l
the cold marble counter and leaned in. "I need y
smile vanished. "Ma'am, step back.
ed the commotion. They rested their hands on the radios clip
ak again, a soft ding e
private VIP ele
lked out. The air pressure in the
her head. Her
ance. He was smiling like a rat, and in his hand, he held
e front desk. His eyes
ock crossed his face, quickly re
tive, then broke away from the grou
up. They stopped right behi
ails dug into the thick paper. She stared at the traito
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