Scarlett POV
I shoved through the revolving doors of Hale Group and didn’t stop moving until I hit the sidewalk. Heart hammering, I scanned the street—twice—making sure no security goons were tailing me. Only when the coast was clear did I let out a long, shaky breath.
God, slapping Liliana felt good… but it wasn’t nearly enough. If I’d known Jaxen wasn’t gonna jump in and play hero, I would’ve clocked his ass too. The thought alone sent a recent spike of satisfaction through me.
The taxi smelled of old vinyl and stale coffee. I slumped against the seat, staring out at the blur of downtown traffic while fresh problems crashed over me. Denise had warned me: Jaxen had blacklisted me with every major company in the city. No job. No income. Just the pathetic little cushion in my account and
