Rose POV
I stared at the photo for longer than I should have.
The contract looked so ordinary in a photograph. Just a document. Black ink on white paper. Except this one had my name on it and James's and a clause on page four that said arrangement terminates after twelve months.
James was already on his feet.
"I need to make two calls," he said.
"Marcus first," I said, "Garrett can wait until we know what Holt actually has."
He looked at me.
"If you call Garrett now and he's the source, he calls Sofia, Sofia calls Holt and the story runs at six instead of midnight," I held his gaze, "Marcus first."
"Marcus first," he agreed.
He walked to the far end of the waiting room. I watched him for a moment and then I typed back to Holt.
‘I'll meet you. Two hours. You pick the place.’
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