igious law firms, was thick with a tension Ciel could feel in her bones. Colleagues who usual
summons. Elias Finch, the firm's senior partner and her one-ti
ubbing his temples, his usually immaculate silver hair disheveled. Sever
ply. He slid a data report across the desk. "Three of our biggest corporate
n't surprised. The holding companies behind all
Elias said, his voice laced with a wear
ar-looking legal file-the one for Baylie K
ne shifting from weary to demanding. "But you will not let your domestic squabb
he glass walls. She thought of Elias, the man who had once given a lecture on legal ethics tha
breath, the air
rious financial irregularities in that foundation's books. Taking t
We're on Wall Street, Ciel, not in a damn p
s case, you're done. I'll pull you from every active
e looked at the man she once respected and felt a pro
had to m
clear," she
sound of her heels on the marble floor was
lances from her colleagues. She sat down, her
a new, blan
yped two words: R
ard, the words pouring out of her
hone lit up on the desk.
thought
umption that she would eventually c
ntact, scrolled down, and pressed 'Block'. T
ting out two clean, warm pages. She took a pen from her desk an
to the HR department when her desk
e Kane here to see you. Sh
Here. Now. A public spectacle
andle this.
er under her keyboard. She walked toward the elevators, h
levator display desc
to end this, o
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