(Author's POV)
Jasper studied her. She was sitting across from him with her coffee cup held in both hands, her gaze fixed on nothing. She looked composed on the surface. She always looked composed on the surface.
But something underneath it wasn't right.
He thought about the project. He thought about the scope of it, the complexity, the number of moving parts that would need to be managed simultaneously. He thought about whether Sienna, in this state, was actually capable of holding any of it together.
A quiet unease settled in his chest.
He didn't say anything more about it.
In the Everett Global offices the following morning, Arthur stopped Phineas in the corridor.
"The Henderson project," Arthur said. "You gave that to Jasper deliberately."
Phineas glanced at him.
"You're setti
