The security team arrived within two hours, moving through Vane Tower's executive floor with quiet, methodical efficiency, and Ivy watched from Reagan's office as they worked, something uncomfortable settling into her chest at the particular clinical way they discussed the violation of her own privacy.

"Two devices," the lead technician reported, laying small, unremarkable pieces of equipment on Reagan's desk like evidence at a crime scene, which, Ivy supposed, was exactly what they were. "One in the reception area outside Sterling's office, audio only, likely capturing meeting room conversations through the shared ventilation. The other's more concerning, a tracking device attached to the undercarriage of Ivy's car, professional grade, the...