[ RAVEN ]“I really wasn’t expecting to run into you this evening, especially since our meeting is scheduled for tomorrow.” Charlotte says as she settles into the seat across from me. My attention is only half on her. The other half is locked on Sydney who’s waiting, sitting cross-legged on a lounge a short distance away. She’s staring up at the decorative wall clock like it’s personally offending her, one foot tapping impatiently against the floor.“If I may ask,” Charlotte continues, pulling my focus back, “were you raised here in Manhattan?”I shift my gaze to her and shake my head, easily slipping into professional mode.“Not at all, Miss Devereux. Born in Charleston, moved to Brooklyn years later, and I’ve been there ever since.” I keep my smile polite. “Why do you ask?”She doesn’t answer right away. Just holds my stare, that faint smile still on her face, looking at me for a few seconds too long. There’s something familiar in her eyes. The same cold, controlled look I someti
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