Babysitting The CEO's Daughter
Fletcher Jade had a daughter.
Six years old. Mother deceased. Kept completely off the grid, no photos, no records, no mentions in any interview he had ever given, which explained why none of us had known and also explained the specific quality of the silence that followed the rumour — the kind of silence that meant everyone was recalibrating at the same time.
"A child," Petra said, for the third time, like she was still convincing herself.
"That's what they're saying," I said.
"He doesn't seem like—"
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