Chapter 261.The Article.
CATHERINE
I had not planned to do anything reckless. I want to be clear on that in my own accounting. I had planned, for weeks, managing different ongoing situations at the same time, I had been sending the patient texts to Dante, the script handed to Sherry, the quiet threats that was needed to shape things how I needed them to go.
But this was different. This was a decision made in a single evening, after a single phone call from Alina that had left me sitting with my wine glass empty and my hands not quite steady, watching everything I build for, collaspe.
I called Priya Shah the next morning.
I had known Priya for years, a sports journalist who covered the circuit and focused more on t elling stories that would piss off the people it was told about. We had
