It rained the next morning.Not a thunderstorm. Not a downpour.Just a steady, silver curtain falling over the city, soft enough to be ignored, heavy enough to make everything feel slower.Avery stood at the window of her office, watching the raindrops crawl down the glass. The city skyline was a blurred watercolor in the distance, and below, umbrellas bloomed on the sidewalks like dark flowers.Behind her, the office was quiet. The world outside might have been humming with tension, but in here, everything held its breath.Avery was thinking.Calculating.Because someone was framing Tamer.And whoever it was… knew her. Knew her well enough to manipulate her doubts, to plant suspicion precisely where it hurt. Tamer was no saint—but he wasn’t a thief. And her instincts, honed as sharp as blades from years of being her father’s daughter, told her one thing:This was personal.“Pull her schedule,” Avery said aloud, not turning from the window.Justin, seated across the room, didn’t need
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