Kelly
Kelly blinked, a small wave of genuine relief washing over her.
The timing couldn’t have been better. She slid the bar to answer, but before she could even utter a single syllable of greeting, Gabby’s dramatic voice floated smoothly through the speaker.
“Kelly darling… I have a question. No, wait, I think I have the answer already.”
Kelly frowned, leaning back into her plastic chair as she caught the distinct cadence of the younger Lombardi sibling. “Sorry, what?”
“Umm!” A long, deeply theatrical sigh echoed through the digital line, dripping with an elegant sort of misery. “I mean, I think my brother has officially become a corporate supervillain.”
Kelly laughed despite herself, the tight, suffocating knot that had anchored itself in her chest all week loosening just a fractio
