A Game of Chess

“You actually fired your personal driver?”

Sienna arched a sculpted eyebrow the second she pushed open the heavy mahogany doors to the office. Her sharp heels clicked against the polished hardwood floor in a steady, confident rhythm. She wore a pristine pink pencil skirt that hugged her frame, paired with a crisp white blouse, projecting an air of effortless authority.

“Word travels fast,” Cam