The Beautiful Mistake

tant. The open floor office spanned an entire level of the downtown skyscraper, all steel beams an

rs, the newest p

st a few paces from the bullpen and in direct view

always partially drawn, but when they weren't, she could see him: sleeves rolled up, eyes scan

He arrived just before 7:00 a.m. sharp, coffee in hand-black, no sugar. He didn't waste

ticed. Hated even more

beside her. "You'll burn you

aned against the side of her desk, a mischievous glint in

taring," Ela

orry. So was half the floor your first day. We

Is everyone talk

n in this building. People are still speculating whether it w

uments across the lobby and nearly dislocated m

s worth, Callahan seemed... unfazed. You're lucky. Mo

really t

mystery wrapped in a tailored three-piece suit. Everyone respects him, ev

quickly looked away. "Good. I'm not here

The moment you start peeling back those layers,

to concentrate on the numbers in front of her. Data made sense. Pr

men like Aid

h acquisition. She had only been assigned research prep, so when she saw her n

ated, calm and composed, reviewi

up-until Elara walked in. Their eyes locke

rmured when she took t

be prepared,

holding up the report

inked. "T

ought to focus on the numbers

being seen-not just noticed, but seen-by the man who,

a danger

st beautiful mista