The chandeliers threw warm light across a ballroom that smelled like roses and expensive planning. I stood in a simple black dress near…
“At least the Army pays her something,” Derek told his fiancée, smiling like it was charity. “Loretta’s from a trailer park. She never…
A low spring wind moved the flag outside my quarters at Patch Barracks in Stuttgart, nudging the halyard so it clicked against the…
The clock had just struck 8:01 AM when Good Morning America — the nation’s sunrise heartbeat — suddenly stopped moving. The studio, normally…
Manhattan, just past midnight, and the city hummed like a power line. I slid my keycard, pressed my thumb to the glass, and…
PART 1 I watched Rick Powell delete eighteen months of my work with one mouse click. He stood at the front of the…
Part 1 The envelope was already on the table when I walked in. No handshake. No eye contact. Just that thin white…
Part 1 — The Morning Fine The clock read 8:42 a.m. as Kendrick Robinson parked in the lot outside the municipal courthouse…
I didn’t expect a parade. After seven years of perfect performance at Summit Horizon Tech in the U.S., I would’ve settled for a…
Part 1 Setting: Contemporary United States. Corporate law and social media collide. Locations include a downtown office tower, a small‑city neighborhood, and San…