The midnight rain slicked the cobblestone alley behind Sparks Design Studio, reflecting the dim orange glow of the streetlamps. While the rest of the fashion district slept, a quiet, desperate shadow crept along the rear brick facade of the building.Karen Sparks shivered beneath her oversized black trench coat, her designer heels squelching against the wet asphalt. Her eyes were bloodshot, her manicured nails bitten down to the quick. The past seventy-two hours had been an unmitigated disaster. With Miller Logistics facing a twenty-million-dollar lawsuit from Bloom Enterprises, Adam had completely spiraled, leaving Karen without a high-society fiance, without access to his corporate credit cards, and worse, completely cut off from the Sparks family trust."That little bitch," Karen spat under her breath, pulling a heavy brass crowbar from inside her leather tote bag. "She thinks she won. She
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