CadenThe suit cost more than most men in this city earned in a month, and Caden Wolfe hated wearing it. It was a dark gray suit; inside, he wore a black shirt with the first button undone. He knew he’d be in a magazine tomorrow with a breakdown of the prices. It wasn’t just about the suit. It was everything: the clothes, the city, the eyes on him. Portland did its best, but he was never actually at peace anywhere. The rain on asphalt, pine threading down from the West Hills, the river carrying secrets that may never come to light. Portland was not a terrible city, but cities were cities. Too many bodies, too many voices, and most times they all wanted to speak to him. His schedule was always full, and people always had opinions on what he should do. It didn’t make it easier that he ran the most successful shipping company in the city. Caden had learned to manage things. As a leader, his life meant managing discomforts, including this party.He stood at the upper rail of Onyx. The
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