She slapped the imaginary dust off of her hands and grunted. “Maybe. But at least I can’t salvage them now.” “Right-” I started to say right as the doorbell went off, startling us both. We exchanged glances before Aria decided to answer, shoving aside the shoes that we’d lazily kicked off at the d
Bruce was no stranger to the law. Breaking it was his favorite hobby. I could still recall the moment he walked through the door of my father’s home, a permanent smirk etched onto his face along with that practiced swagger. From the moment he locked eyes with me, I knew he’d found his next punching
Just as the conversation was taking an unsettling turn, there was a knock at the door. Bruce tilted his head toward the door and lifted his eyebrows, a silent offering for me to watch him in action. I sat still as he walked toward the door and peered through the peep hole. “Who is it?” he asked obn
There was an unpleasant atmosphere in the firm. The orchestra of clicking keyboards and humming printers did little to distract me from the watchful eyes that lurked all around. I hadn’t had a moment of peace since my name came to be associated with Timothy’s. I sat at my desk, poring over a stack
their agreement, I could understand why Jasper was so stumped. “It says here that Mr. Downs at least owned the trademark for the logo. Do you know when or if it was renewed?” I asked Jasper. He shrugged, pencil tucked between his teeth as he rocked back in his chair. “It expired just a month ago,
As I drove home from the law firm, my mind swirled with conflicting emotions. The day had been a whirlwind, from assisting Jasper with his work to the impending confrontation with Bruce. The weight of it all was starting to take a toll on me, and doubt gnawed at the edges of my resolve. The sun di
TIMOTHY POV Timothy couldn't shake the weight of his conversation with Josh from his mind as he walked into the hockey arena. The revelation that Bruce had been blackmailing him had shaken him to the core, and it was a burden he couldn't carry alone. But as he laced up his skates and prepared for a
My heart raced like a runaway train as I stood outside the discreet hotel room, fear and determination churning within me like a stormy sea. This was it—the culmination of months of careful planning and nerve-wracking risks. I took a deep breath, adjusting the recorder taped to my thigh, its weight