f her office, watching a fleet of delivery
istics & Import, carrying cargo that represented millions of nair
in her chair and
starin
urn around. "
avy file onto the desk with a dull th
en I'm th
s, raising an eyebrow
nd
signment deadlines, weekend parties, relationship dr
stoms clearance, three delayed shipments, a supplier who thinks I'
laughing. "See? E
nt smile tugged at her lips as
he ran her fingertips over the embossed text. There had been a time when seeing that name
rifted bac
ife's work afloat. Through every shift and tragedy, Serena had remained anchored by her side. She was the rare kind of fri
e suffocating silences, and the days when Maya wanted nothing more than to shut out the entire
t would have landed anyone else permanently on Maya's blacklist-l
asked, catchi
thi
ing that t
t th
ng too
"You've know
rena quipped, thoug
oo well to be fooled by a brave face. She knew when Maya was p
aight to business. "What's the
the desk. "The supplier al
w furrowed
ga
tast
ore," Serena a
paperwork. "Why does that phr
ama series," Serena offere
is exha
e th
the folder
andling the secondary leg of
slightly from Ma
official notic
at gro
provide a c
er palms against the des
It was one of the largest logistics operators in the c
ive financial hit; it would crush Clark's reputation before they could pr
rnative supplier
an eyebrow. "J
, her posture straightening. "
across Serena's fa
nced ove
inks she can fix
to," Maya rep
, resolute, but visibly worn. There were buried parts of herself she never let the outside
mo
in her palm. An unfamiliar
ce, twice, before
et her on
Is anyon
he call abruptl
reen, a cold prickle of un
na asked, noticing h
m expression and slipped the phone int
for distractions. Whatever belonged in the past was going to stay
ipment," Maya said
approval. "T
a small, dete
was about to rewrite everything-not just for Clark's Logistics, but for her
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