The Perfect Charade

Vera nodded and didn’t put any further thought into it. It wasn’t unusual—Corrie was often deployed for external meetings with suppliers or clients that didn’t require Kaelen’s direct involvement.

Moments later, the conference room door opened.

Briggs entered—posing as Kaelen.

The tailored suit, the posture, the face, the walk—everything aligned perfectly—enough that, to anyone inside the room,