Chapter 13

The heavy oak doors of the press hall shuddered against the walls, the violent echo silencing the room instantly. The collective gasp of fifty seasoned journalists sucked the air from the cavernous space. Camera shutters ceased. Whispers died in throats.

Down the center aisle walked Cl

Chapter 14

Total bedlam consumed the press hall.

Journalists were shouting over one another, shoving microphones toward the stage, their questions blurring into a chaotic roar. Camera operators angled for the perfect shot of Serena Vance—the former darling of the hospitality world—crumpled on the

Chapter 15

The sharp, deliberate scratch of a Montblanc fountain pen echoed through the dead silence of the boardroom.

Clara Vance sat at the head of the massive mahogany table, her posture flawless, her expression entirely unreadable. Around her sat the remaining twelve board members of the Vanc