The Public Mask

Avery

The car pulled away from the curb. I sat quietly, watching the city lights blur past the window. Declan's fingers tapped rapidly against his phone screen, his brow furrowed in concentration.

After several minutes of silence, he finally set his phone down. "The Chadwick Foundation expects to raise over eight million tonight."

"That's impressive," I replied, turning toward him. "What causes do