Back in her cabin, Nerissa lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

Through the wall, she heard Zane moving. Pacing. Then a thump, his fist on the table, maybe. A muffled curse.

She closed her eyes.

If I help him, I betray Vance.

If I don't, I betray who I used to be.

If he fails, he loses everything. His firm. His reputation. His future.

If he succeeds, the project wins. Jovi's credibility survives. Vance's plan fails.

If I help him secretly, no one will know.

But I'll know.

She thought about Vance in the hospital, holding her hand. Vance in the storm shelter, almost kissing her. Vance by...