Christian's POV
The notification blinked on my screen like a slap to the face.
"Effective immediately, Christian Kennedy is no longer assigned to the Ezra case. Ezra's case has been reassigned."
What? I stared at the message, rereading it twice just to make sure I hadn't misunderstood. But no, it was clear. Ezra, my client, the one I'd been handling for weeks, was no longer mine.
A strange stillness settled over me. My fingers tightened around the phone as if I could squeeze an explanation out of it. My jaw was tense. A surge of confusion rushed in first. There hadn't been any issues, no missed deadlines, no complaints. So why the sudden shift?
I made a beeline for Mr James' office. Ezra hadn't said a word, no warning, no concern, no goddamn courtesy.
Mr James looked up
