Desmond Voss rarely read intern reports himself. That job usually fell to junior staff, summarized into short bullet points before they ever reached his desk. But the client retention success had made enough noise that he'd asked to see the full file himself, curious about the intern everyone kept mentioning in hushed, impressed tones around the building.
He sat at his desk that evening, the city lights spread out below his window, and opened the folder Ronan's assistant had prepared. Photos of the client meeting. Notes on the new account structure. And near the bottom, a simple staff summary sheet listing the transition team members by name.
Ivy Monroe.
Desmond went still.
It was a common enough name, he told himself at first. Monroe wasn't rare. There was no reason a name like that s
