hapter 111
Emily
It had become a ritual to read the news and daily office memos as sipped my morning tea.
Buried three pages deep into the contractor briefings, I read the casual note. Position awarded: Chloe Blackwood, Junior Advisor for Eldrin & Vale Consulting. Sector: Infrastructure. Start Date: Immediate.
The tea went cold in my hand. I reread it. Twice.
I had a feeling Chloe was up to something, but this was unexpected She didn’t do anything without an agenda, and Logan was clearly still top of her list.
Eldrin & Vale was a contractor for Titanfang; they were just far enough from Logan’s direct oversight to avoid scrutiny, but close enough to get access to sensitive information if someone were clever about it.
And Chloe was always clever.
I set the tea down and searched for the full attachment. The contract was legitimate. Which meant Chloe was working with someone pretty high up on the inside.
My mind raced with possibilities of who it could be. Dismissing each name either because it wasn’t possible, or I didn’t want it to be.
I couldn’t stop thinking about it until mid–afternoon when I ran into her.
Chloe wore an expensive tailored suit, her hair styled in soft waves not a strand out of place. She mingled with the newer staff, charming them all with the same buttery smile she uses on my father.
It was artful, the way she played at being humble; laughing softly, nodding as if she was empathetic to whatever the other person had said.
It was Chloe manipulation 101.
When it was clear I couldn’t avoid speaking to her, she didn’t hesitate. “Emily,” she greeted, voice warm, almost affectionate. It’s so good to see you in your element.”
I returned the smile, every inch of it fake. “I hear congratulations are in order.”
She tilted her head. “Oh, it’s nothing prestigious. I’m just grateful for the chance to contribute to Pack relations and development. It’s been so rewarding watching Titanfang try and manage with recent new additions.”
There it was–that tone. The undercurrent of condescension. By ‘new additions‘, she meant me. And by ‘try and manage‘, she meant scramble to do damage control.
“You always did try and make your mark,” I said evenly.
“I do hope so.” She reached out and lightly touched my arm. “If there’s ever anything I can do to support Logan… and you, don’t
hesitate to ask.”
I let my smile drop completely. “That’s very… generous of you.”
Chloe moved on before I could answer properly, already laughing at something a junior associate said. But I watched her closely, noting who she lingered near, who leaned in when she spoke, who didn’t look me in the eye afterward.
None of them were people that came to mind earlier, but her game had started again.
But this time, I wasn’t the scared girl hiding in my father’s house. There was no way I would let Chloe push me out again.
That evening, I stopped by the archives to pick up updated land records. The room was quiet, lit only by desk lamps and the last slant of dusk outside the tall windows.
Chapter III
I found Logan already there, a folder opened in front of him. He looked up as I stepped inside.
“You saw the memo,” he said.
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I nodded, flipping through the papers I came for. “Oh, I more than saw it, I talked with Chloe when she showed up. And I know
didn’t approve it.”
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