Beyond A Substitute
“All you have to do is play the part. And stay in character.”
Jordan’s pulse ticked in his neck.
She straightened, packed the photos back into the binder, and reached for her bag.
Jordan’s eyes flicked toward the folder in his lap.
“And the rest?” he asked.
Beth paused at the door.
“You learn everything, Jordan. Or everything falls apart.”
Then she left, her heels clicking softly as the door clicked shut behind her.
Beth’s private chef had adjusted Jordan’s meal plans. He was eating five times a day now—high protein, heavy on carbs, clean but calorie-dense. Chicken, rice, eggs, oatmeal, shakes, steak.
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