MasukEmily looked from Adrian to Zara.For a second, nobody spoke.Then Adrian pulled out the chair beside Zara."Sit."Emily hesitated."Are you sure?""Yes."She sat.Zara looked at Adrian.He seemed uncomfortable, but not guilty.That distinction mattered."Emily," he said, "this is Zara."Emily gave her a small smile."I know."Zara raised an eyebrow."You know me?""Not personally."Emily looked at Adrian."Congratulations, by the way."Zara smiled politely."Thank you."There was an awkward silence.Finally, Emily sighed."I should probably explain why I'm here."Adrian leaned back."Please."Emily placed her phone on the table."I work with the legal advisory firm handling the restructuring review for Knight Technologies."Zara blinked.Adrian's expression relaxed slightly."You're the new senior counsel?""Yes.""So that's why you're in Lagos.""Partly."Emily looked at Zara."We worked together years ago, before I joined the firm."Zara nodded slowly."So you and Adrian knew each
Zara didn't tell Adrian about the application deadline.Not because she was hiding it.She simply didn't know what she was going to do.All day, the email stayed open in a tab on her laptop.Application deadline: Friday, 11:59 p.m.Every time she saw it, her stomach tightened.Medicine had once been the plan.Not a vague dream.A plan.She remembered being seventeen and filling notebooks with university names, admission requirements and study schedules.Then life happened.Money became a problem.Family became complicated.Survival became more important than ambition.Eventually, she'd stopped talking about medicine because it was easier to say she had changed her mind than to admit she thought she couldn't afford it.At six that evening, Zara closed her laptop.She had made her decision.She was going to apply.Even if she didn't get in.Even if she couldn't afford everything.Even if it took longer than she expected.She wanted to try.---Adrian found her in the parking area."You
Zara read the email again.Then once more."I don't want this."Adrian sat across from her, watching her reaction."You don't have to accept it.""They want a cover story.""I know.""About me.""I know."She dropped the phone onto the table."That's insane."Adrian smiled."You've been complaining for months that nobody takes you seriously.""That's different.""How?""I wanted people in this company to take my work seriously. I didn't ask strangers to put my face on a magazine."He laughed quietly."You sound nervous.""I am nervous.""Why?""Because once you're on a cover, people stop asking what you did and start asking who you are."Adrian considered that."Then make them care about what you did."She looked at him."That's annoyingly good advice.""I have those occasionally."She smiled.Then her expression became serious."I don't want them making the story about us.""They won't.""How do you know?""Because you'll decide what you talk about."She studied him."You really won'
Adrian didn't call Charles.Not immediately.That surprised Zara."If you believe he did it, why aren't you calling him?""Because believing isn't enough."He picked up his jacket."I need proof."Zara followed him out of the office."Where are we going?""Finance.""Now?""Now."They walked through the quiet corridor together. It was almost seven, and most of the staff had gone home.At the finance department, the CFO, Marcus Bell, was waiting.He looked exhausted.Adrian walked straight into the conference room."Show us everything."Marcus opened his laptop."The original model was created three months ago. The revised version appeared last week.""Who accessed it?"Marcus hesitated."We've traced the login.""And?""The account belonged to one of our external consultants."Zara frowned."Not Charles?""No."Adrian's expression hardened."Then why did you tell me Charles Rhodes?"Marcus looked uncomfortable."Because the consultant works for Rhodes Capital."Silence.Zara looked at
Zara stared at the revision history for another thirty seconds.Then she closed it.She wasn't going to accuse Adrian based on one login.Not when she knew him.Not when she knew how easily an executive account could be accessed by someone working within the company.She picked up her phone.Zara: Can I see you?The reply came less than a minute later.Adrian: Of course.She walked to his office.This time, she didn't knock.He looked up from his desk."What's wrong?"She placed her laptop in front of him."I found something."Adrian read the screen.His expression became serious."When was this changed?""Last night.""Using my account?""Yes."He leaned back."That's not possible.""That's what I thought."He looked at the revision history again."Who had access?""I don't know."Adrian picked up his phone."I'm calling IT.""Before you do that..."He looked at her."I don't think this was done to hurt you.""I don't either.""I think someone wanted the board to believe the company
Zara found Adrian exactly where she expected him to be.In his office.At his desk.Working.She stood in the doorway for a few seconds before he noticed her."Come in."She walked inside and closed the door behind her."You were going to tell me?"Adrian looked up."Tell you what?""That you're considering accepting Rhodes' money."His expression changed slightly.Not guilt.Surprise."Who told you?""Amara."He leaned back."I was going to speak to you.""When?""After I had the full numbers."Zara crossed her arms."You could have told me you were considering it.""I didn't want to worry you before I knew whether it was even a realistic option.""That's not your decision to make."Adrian was quiet.She immediately regretted the sharpness in her voice, but she didn't take the words back.He closed the laptop."You're right."That made her pause."I am?""Yes."She hadn't expected that.Adrian stood."I should have told you."The anger she'd walked in with softened a little."But you







