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She rolls her eyes. “Are you dumb? How do you think she got them to drop the charges?”
“She blackmailed them,” says Maeven, walking back in the room. “She used the night of the concert.”
I swallow the lump in my throat. “They can sue her.”
Not that I will let that happen, and if they do, I’ll pay whatever I need to. This is not going to bleed on her.
Maeven grunts. “They can, but they won’t because there’s a little something called discovery, and that’s the one thing Bethany Belmont is most afraid of in the world. In discovery, lots of things can come to light. So Luna is safe there, but the lawyer went to the head of Elevate because he realized what she did. Bethany is also moving pieces. They’re trying to get her fired and blackballed.”
“Blackballed?” I ask, my stomach clenching. If she loses her career, I’m going to lose her.
“Luna is radioactive. No one is going to touch her after this.” Esme’s lip curls. “She turned on her client to save the person who beat the living shit out of him. In what universe does someone who does that get to keep a successful career?”
The heat settles on my neck. “Whose side are you on?”
“Luna’s. My disgust is for the two of you. I feel her. We’ve all done dumb shit for someone we love.” Esme turns to Maeven. “I know you got something up your sleeve.”
“Victor’s not answering my calls, so I had to call in the big guns. Third time ever, twice today, thanks to you, Rio.” She sends an angry look my way. “You’re going to make this up to me. Meanwhile, we wait.”
Sel looks up. “Luna texted me. She’s been called to the principal’s office and has made peace with whatever happens.”
My stomach constricts. “I’m going to go down there.”
“Sit your ass down. Luna is going to yank your balls right off if you show your face while she’s fighting for her job,” Sel says.
Maeven looks at her phone. “Come on, Mel.”
Sel turns rounded eyes on her. “Amelia Solis? That’s who you called? Jesus, how do you even know her?”
Maeven shrugs. “Mel and I go way back. She’s the only one who can help us right now.”
25
Luna
I’m almost done with a handoff list of everything I’m working on. I don’t know who I’ll be passing my items to, but I want to make sure they know where everything is once I’m gone. I should have probably just gone straight home and waited for the call from my supervisor telling me not to come back. I would have preferred that, but it wouldn’t be right for me not to leave things in order. It wouldn’t be fair to Nyxara. I still want them to continue pushing her. There’s also Killa-Kyra. They assigned me her contract two days ago and she’s been so excited about our plans to promote her.
The idea of leaving the work I do with them breaks my heart.
My desk phone rings.
“Victor is ready for you.” His receptionist’s voice is curt.
I stand, smooth my suit skirt, and drop my phone, charger, and the photos of me with my mom, Sel, and the one I’ve been avoiding looking at since I got here today—the one with Rio in Miami—into my laptop tote.
I want to make a quick exit after my conversation with Victor and go straight home.
I step out into the hallway and make my way to his office. People turn to look at me as I’m imagining they do when guards are escorting a prisoner to the execution chamber.Dead woman walking. I haven’t eaten today, so no last meal for me. Across the room, I see Hank, and my middle finger itches to flip him off. I shoot him a smile instead and go into Victor’s suite.
His secretary looks at me nervously. I smile at her. “Good afternoon, Amy. Loving the pink on you.”
She waves me in.
Victor barely looks up. “Sit down.”
I do as he says. He finishes typing on his computer, probably requesting to revoke my building access, and looks up.
“I’m sure it’s not a surprise that I called you into my office.”
