| 35 | A Family Matter

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The next day, I leave the office around three.

It's hours earlier than usual, but they'll survive without me. I'm no good to them when I'm this distracted. Anxious. Scatterbrained. I go to the gym, work out, then take a shower before I drive the Maserati to the country club with Fico in my other car trailing behind.

Raindrops blur the windshield and match the tempo of my racing thoughts. I sigh and focus on the road. I navigate the curves and turns as best as I can. As best as my temper allows me.

Guilt is still churning up my gut, incessantly gnawing at me like a persistent itch I can't reach. My conscience is screaming at me to stop lying to Seraphine and just tell her everything.

But doing so will also jeopardize her safety in more ways than I'm willing to admit. The auditing job Enzo expects her to say yes to — it's much more than a confidential temp job.

The list of risks only keeps growing every time I think about it. She's a fast learner and mentally ca