And, well… if Alexander was the reason Faye was acting like this, Irene had every intention of making that very clear to him.
By the time she reached the hallway that led to his office, she’d already composed what she was going to say. She’d start calmly, of course—no need to make him defensive right away. But if he brushed it off, if he dared to treat it like it was nothing, then she’d push harder.
Because Faye didn’t just “snap.” Something had broken through that calm, and whether it was something emotional, physical, or something deeper, Irene wasn’t going to just sit back and pretend it was fine.
She paused in front of Alexander’s office door. Inside, she could already hear low voices—Alexander’s steady tone and Cole’s deeper one. Probably another strategy meeting, another crisis wa
