Chapter 16

• ZARIAH, 27 YEARS OLD, NEW YORK.
• I had forced myself to be present the moment I stepped out of the elevator. I knew how bad things could go if I made mistakes that could cost me the little I had.
• And what I saw when I got out was beyond the little my brain had conjured up as the barest expectation I could’ve possibly had of Grayson’s office. Whatever I had imagined didn’t come close to what I had stepped into. Andrea was right, there was no way I could’ve missed it unless I was just ‘dead’.