Lily's point of view

The manila package, which contained a mixture of documents I had scanned late at night, hurriedly printed photographs, and an increasing feeling of dread, seemed heavier than it should have. As I stood outside the elegant glass doors of the Steele Corporation, I held it securely.

What was I doing here? I asked myself.

Because, I told myself, you have no option. Grayson Logistics was risky in addition to being dubious. Even though Marcus was furious, he might be the only one who could understand what I had discovered so far.

The receptionist buzzed me in without even blinking. Evidently, there were benefits—or cautions—to being on...