Chapter 309
- Vesper’s POV
- The doors of the top-floor executive suite were shut tight, locking out the noise of the corporate headquarters.
- I leaned back against the dark leather of my high-back armchair, slowly swirling an amber tumbler of aged scotch. The amber liquid caught the dim evening glow spilling past the floor-to-ceiling glass windows overlooking the glittering skyline of the northern capital.