By the time Mackenzie got home, she wasn’t sure if she wanted to scream in frustration or cry in humiliation. Her conversation with Hunter played in her head on a loop, and each time she analyzed it a little more, she wanted the ground to swallow her whole.
How had she ever convinced herself that she could pull this off? It was obvious she couldn’t. Yeah, she had found a way into Hunter’s office, and in the grand scheme of things, that would have been a win. But it wasn’t. It was a blunder. She hadn’t been able to control her emotions, and she’d ruined everything before she even had a chance to get closer so she could help her father.
The thought of telling her uncle she had failed made her eyes water and her chest tighten. Disappointment wrapped itself like a boa constrictor around her
