Calculated Deception

I stared out at the city below through the window from my hotel suite. After my conversation with Sienna, I had gone to an empty suite in my hotel. The conversation with Sienna still echoed in my head, her accusations cutting deeper than I'd let on.

I heard my phone ring. For a moment, a foolish, desperate part of me thought it was Sienna, but when I took the phone and saw Preston's name glaring