e politics at Knight Enterprises, she reacted on pure instinct, shrinking
ork. The company had originally booked business class tickets for Chas and the three interns. At the
ss," Bryn announced loudly, turning her smug gaze onto Alexys. "Sorry, Alexys, th
owing Bryn any favors. "No problem at all. Enjoy your flight," she replied
at the empty seats, Chas felt a flash of guilt toward Alexys, who had no family connections just like herself and had done most of the heavy lifting on the Sterling propo
first class. Cinthia immediately bragged in a loud voi
asked casually, "Where's Alexys? We're
esn't know her, so the airline only upgraded the three of us.
rk eyes turning cold as blades
d dangerously cold. "You really landed quite th
Alexys walking out of that dark restaurant stairwell flashed violently in her mind. The CEO
own the lead flight attendant, whipped out her personal credit card, and
r forward into the first-class cabin. Figuring Chas had paid out of pocket to smooth things over, Alexys o
g through the cabin air. He reclined his leather seat and closed his eyes to sleep, w
ars were waiting curbside for Evan, Bryn, and the others. Only Alexys stood beneat
d over and stopped beside her, keeping his voi
sir!" Alexys rattled off her standard corporate speak, dragging her suitc
eaned back against the headrest. The sweat from her sprint through the terminal had melted th
ared out the window at the glittering Manhattan skyline across
taboo behind everyone's backs. She remembered the very first day she interviewed at Knight Enterprises and saw Evan in the private elevator. Back then, she
pulled up outside her pre-war
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