The True Saboteur

Stella

With a completely blank face, Vance slides the folder across the desk toward me. His eyes stay locked on mine as I take the pages and start skimming the top sheet.

“That covers everything my team managed to dig up,” he states.

Glancing up from the paper, I give him a quick nod.

Waiting for these results took a full hour, most of which we passed in stiff, awkward quiet. One of his assist