The Cost of Silence
Seth
She didn't say anything until we reached the privacy of her office and the door clicked shut behind us.
I'd faced hostile boards and furious investors and one memorable malpractice deposition that lasted eleven hours. None of it had prepared me for the quiet, controlled way Emily set her bag on her desk, turned to face me, and folded her arms.
"Talk."
"Emily–"
"You told him to stay away from me." Her voice stayed even, which was somehow worse than shouting. "The last time. That means there was a first time, and I wasn't told about it."
"Two days after the leak." I didn't bother softening it. "Daniel pulled a list of everyone with a documented reason to resent either of us. Tristan was on it."
"You investigated my ex-boyfriend."
"I investigated everyone wit
