The office was a hive of tension, the hum of phones and clacking keyboards were a stark contrast to the chaos brewing in my chest.
The Philly Star headline screaming Sterling Enterprises on the Brink had sent the office into a frenzy. Executives were whispering, assistants were scrambling, Petyr was locked in his office with the board.
My phone was tucked in my purse, feeling like a grenade with the photos and videos of Petyr and Maria in his office. It was like a secret I had carried since that night, a secret that was becoming too heavy to keep.
I had watched it at least a hundred and fifty times now and the sound of Maria's moans and Petyr's grunts were embedded in my brain.
As the clock hit 5:00pm, the office began to empty out. I spotted Brandon from across the room, talking to
