Chloe Bennett
It’s just around three in the afternoon.
I turn to Aaron. “Wish that damn cheesecake Uber would show up about now.”
“Ha, right?” he mutters.
“I’ll go make the coffees.”
I stand and make my way to the kitchen. I make Aaron’s and then Molly’s, and then as I’m making mine, Jake walks into the kitchen.
“Hi, Chloe Bennett.”
“Oh, hi.” I stir the coffee.
“Holy s**t, get ready for a media storm tomorrow.”
“Why?”
He looks around and leans in as if not wanting anyone to hear what he has to say.
“You should see what Ferrara is putting to print tomorrow.”
“What?” I frown.
“You can’t tell anyone,” he whispers.
“I wouldn’t.”
“They have new dirt on Elias Miles. The s**t is about to hit the fan.”
My eyes widened. “What? How do you know?”
“Our insider in their office has just
