C23 Fire in the Walls

My stomach tightened. Of course it was Matthew, again. His fingerprints all over this—his trap dressed as an opportunity.

Maggie’s gaze locked with mine, her voice dropping lower, edged with steel but softened by something almost maternal.

“Now, I won’t insult you by pretending the role is only what it appears. External Relations is a front, Sierra. It always has been