Celeste wasn’t naive, she knew Damien was already working to take down Julian Mercer, but the more she thought about it, the more one truth became impossible to ignore, she couldn’t just sit back and let him handle it, this was her fight, her name on the line.
No matter how tempting it was to let Damien bulldoze his way through this war, she refused to be a damsel waiting for rescue. She would take control on her own terms.
Her fingers hovered over her phone, the contact list open to someone she hadn’t called in years, Liam Kensington.
Luam was an investigative journalist, a Media fixer, and, once upon a time, someone she had trusted before she learned that trust was just another weapon people used against you.
She inhaled sharply, debating if she should even do this. "If Damien found
