The Shadow Auditor
The air in the 60th-floor boardroom of Sterling Global was filtered to a clinical perfection, devoid of any scent other than the metallic tang of ozone and expensive cologne. Sloane sat at the far end of the obsidian table, her expression as inscrutable as the data streams flickering on the wall-sized monitors. Seven years ago, she had been the "assistant"—the brilliant, invisible girl who did...
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