Chapter 20
Sasha’s key was a simple, silver thing. It was just a key. It should have meant nothing at all. It was for the main office door, a place Ziva had a key to as well, sitting right there on her own key ring. But the ceremony of it, the way it was given, that was the whole point.
Lucien gathered the entire staff in the open plan area of the office. He had the air of a king preparing to bestow a great honor. Sasha stood beside him, a vision in soft peach today, her skin glowing under the bright track lights. She looked like she had been painted into the grey office with a brush of warm light.
“Team,” Lucien announced, his voice full of warm, paternal pride. “As our partnership with Sasha deepens and becomes truly integral to our core, it’s only right she feels completely at home h
